Post by The Librarian on Apr 25, 2010 19:26:05 GMT -7
I warn you, the ending is very screwed up.
14:32:41 [Seven`] \- Seven entered just as he would any other day, one foot following the other over the threshold of the large wooden door. Copper toed hues stretched about the scene until they took in sight of a familiar form, one whom he’d learned last night was the famous Siege. Perhaps he would get his chance to learn from Karey now. “Yo, Siege!” He shouted, he wasn’t sure if they were on the first names basis, or any names at all, but he didn’t particularly care. His blonde hair did it’s usual natural spiking thing, and he wore his usual black attire; combat boots, baggy pants tucked into the boots, and his skin tight tanked-top. His form was littered in a myriad of weapons, two wakizashi across his back, one hilt up to the right, the other down to the left. Two more wakizashi across his lower back horizontally strapped on and their hilts facing respective left and right directions. A tachi was also sheathed upon his back. Two combat tanto on his frontal shoulder regions, two more on his belt, with a total of four beam saber hilt, one on each of his forearms and in each of his boots. To be convinced those were his only weapons would mean to fall prey to his devilish game. He’d continue to stand and stare up at Siege while a grin came across his face. -|
14:44:21 Siege{Chaos} turned toward the voice that addressed him, and smirked. “Well, if it isn't the man with all the pointy implements.” The three voices from last night spoke in unison. “You here to make good on Karey's little challenge?” Now it was only Seth speaking, Jared and Eric didn't have anything else to add yet, though they would probably pipe in when they wanted to. “I'm tempted to just let you hit me and foil her plan, but I don't even know what that thing she was offering to teach you is so I can't tell if it would be a good idea or not.” He shrugged. “Anyway, I guess I won't keep you waiting.” He took a step back from the pillar and dropped easily into the pit, sending a slight cloud of dust as he landed, but no higher than his knees. Slow measured steps brought him toward the center of the killing field. “What did yo have in mind?”
15:00:51 [Seven`] \- With a nod Seven replied. “Yes, the man with the pointy things is here to make good on Karey’s challenge, indeed.” Seven laughed. “Ha, you could do that, though even in my ways I don’t think I make it through the guilt of falsely earning that privilege.” As Seth jumped down from the stands, Seven followed him and when he spoke, he replied. “I’ve nothing in particular in mind. I’m willing to go no further than you yourself will go. Just to keep things interesting and fun. Ya know?” -|
15:15:08 Siege{Chaos} looked the other man over. He didn't know seven, but there was a connection with Karey and Levi. That was probably the man's saving grace at the moment. Seth was past the point of needless slaughter now, he had no reason to kill the man and actually a few not to. It wasn't a casual examination though. Seth had many senses, probably more that he needed, and they were all trained on his opponent. Among those senses were sonar, infrared and ultraviolet, chemical analyzers, RF receptors, and all the wonderful senses from his nanites and armor. The man was hiding a few things. Minute energy signatures, strange formations inside his body, yes this could be more interesting than a simple fight. Seth smirked. “Let's make a deal. I'm going to kick your ass. Every time I hit you, I will be working toward stealing another one of your secrets. You are welcome to kick my ass as well and try for Karey's deal.”
15:28:00 [Seven`] \- Seven watched Siege as he had begun to look him over. He could tell the man was analyzing him, he just wasn’t able to fathom to what degree. See, Seven had many sensors as well, but none that focus on bio-signatures of any kind really. They were more bent on the detection of energies of a magical and quantum nature, he’d not yet gained the upgrades he needed for more than that in this form. It was time, he supposed, to call his brother home from his loveless trip. However, when Siege spoke his deal Seven didn’t reply immediately, in fact, one hand lifted to cup his chin, the other curling over his chest and he thought. “Hm..” Finally he looked up to Siege. “All right. I like your deal, you can kick my ass, and I’ll kick yours. However, my secrets are well hidden and won’t so easily be beaten out of me, so, let us fight. And for every secret you scare out of me, I will use one less appendage in my ass kicking attempts.” Seven stepped back, turning his left side towards the man, his fingers snapping and his weapons gone. The other seemed to have no weapons, and so he would have no weapons as well. He dropped low and spread his legs apart, allowing his hands to nonchalantly rise and fall into place at his mid height level, his fingers remaining loose and not balling into fists. His face would twist into a grin, which was odd for him. He usually took on a cold and expressionless persona during fights, perhaps there was a greater danger than the side of him full of emotion. -|
15:43:36 Siege{Chaos} never fear, Seth did indeed possess methods of detecting bio-signatures and quantum fluctuations, those were in use as well. He smiled as the other man accepted his offer. “I think you'll be surprised how much I can learn in a single fight. I'm not going to hold you to the limb rule.” He wanted his opponent at the top of his game, not restricted by some stupid moral sense or sense of correctness. Seth may not be wearing any weapons at the moment, and he certainly wasn't holding anything, but that didn't mean he was unarmed. He had more weapons available than a small strike force, he just wasn't using them at the moment. He nodded again and smirked as his opponent prepared himself for the fight. Seth's hands were raised in front of him, apparently still relaxed, his hands simply cupped the air in the fashion a hand with no tension on it sits normally. His elbows were low, just to either side of his torso, his hands about chest level as his left foot slid back a pace. He usually wasn't the one to initiate the combat, but he wasn't planning on waiting around for Seven to finally decide to swing. His right knee bent slightly, pulling his torso ever so much forward as his left foot sprung from the ground, knee bending to pull that leg straight forward instead of to the side. Other moves were flashy, but straight forward kicks had the advantage of covering the distance in less time. What looked like it was going to be a normal forward kick though changed at the last instant. When it came time for the foot to snap forward once again, the snap didn't go for the abdomen or chest, the force snapped downward sending Seth's heel toward Seven's right foot in an attempt to lock the man's foot to the ground as Seth's right hand balled and shot forward for Seven's throat.
15:55:17 [Seven`] \- It was almost exhilarating as the man came forth with his kick towards his chest, and Seven fell for it, too. He began to drop his front hand, the left, to intercept, but the foot snapped down, placed upon his foot with a great deal of force. That simple foot lock allowed Seven the knowledge that this man was quite strong, simply for the fact he couldn’t move his foot. If he’d marveled for a second longer, his throat would be in the man’s hand. His left hand curved out and snapped up, using the side of his forearm to intercept and push his arm up and to the inside of Siege, menaing his arm would be moving in a diagonal way. Seven would then use the firm grounding of his right foot to lean and snap his left knee up and into Siege’s exposed right side. Seven had a great deal of strength in him, too, but he only hoped he could contend now. -|
16:10:47 Siege{Chaos} Seth was strong, extremely strong, but that wasn't the point of this fight. Even minor strength would have held that foot on the ground for the split second of surprise in the movement. So Seven parried his fist, and came after Seth with a knee. Well, this left a few options. First, Seth would bring up his own right knee effectively forcing the two to knee each other's legs. This wasn't a good option though as the position of Seth's left foot inherently meant he had the least leverage in that situation since much of his balance was currently on his right foot and moving it for the attack would set him off. So, Seth went with option two. As Seven's knee came up for his side, Seth's left hand would ball and strike down. If he hit, he wouldn't be able to stop the knee from this angle, but the impact of his fist against Seven's thigh would lessen the blow considerably and possibly shatter the man's leg. An added side effect if the punch hit, Seven would may notice four pinpricks in his thigh like a roofing nail had been driven in. Even is he didn't notice the pricks, he might notice the tiny spikes receding back into Seth's knuckles. Seth would bring his right arm back around from the parry, protecting his side once again as his left hand came back up.
16:23:32 [Seven`] \- The fist clashed with his thigh, but the desired results would not be had. Whereas, the thigh would not shatter, yet it would be intensely painful to Seven, he almost moaned aloud, but he kept it in his head. Pain, it drove him, thus is the life of a puppet of Santhis. The needled feeling would be felt in his leg, but he would write it off as unimportant, for it really was. Now, he had to counter. Siege’s left fist was down; his right hand now being shoved down by a twist of Seven’s left; now the bottom of the forearm was pushing down on Siege’s arm. Hopefully that would slow him up for a few moments so Seven could do the following. His right fist now shot forth in an attack aimed for the left side of Siege’s face. If it should hit, the force should have been enough to shatter this man’s jaw and cluster-fuck the side of his head. -|
16:33:36 Siege{Chaos} this fight was shaping up to be rather interesting. If seven insisted on using his left arm to keep Seth's right busy, then Seth could play the same game as his wrist rotated and his hand pulled to lock around the offending appendage. It was simple enough for Seven to avoid, if he didn't want to get grabbed he simply had to pull is arm back, which would leave Seth's arm open for all kinds of fun. As for Seven's punch, Seth leaned into it, placing the crown of his head in the path of that fist. At first glance this might seem like a bad idea, but in the normal human skeleton a fist is more likely to break than a skull. Seth was far beyond a normal human, with a skeleton that could take tremendous amounts of punishment. Would the strike hurt? Yes, but it wouldn't do the kind of damage Seven was hoping for. At This point, Seth Would push off hard with his right leg, using enough force to propel both men forward. At the last instant, he would jerk on Seven's left arm, assuming the grip had succeeded, and aim a bone shattering blow from his right knee for Seven's abdomen. The momentum of the whole thing would likely knock Seven to his back, as Seth landed atop him, his knee digging in again from the force of the impact with the ground. If he had the man's wrist, he wasn't letting go, and Seven would likely feel a prickling sensation spreading from that grip. The sensation was simply annoying, not enough to matter at the moment. A similar sensation was spreading from the strike to the man's knee. So what was it? Hybrid bio-tech nanites from Seth's own body invading Seven's. This was how he would ferret out the man's secrets, from the inside as those nanites entered the blood stream and would quickly begin to spread through the other man's body.
16:46:20 [Seven`] \- Everything so far had happened just how he’d wanted it to. Siege brought up his arm to fend off the attack, but Seven had other plans. As the two arms met, Seven would twist his wrist around to the underside, using Siege’s upward force to further swing his arm out of the way. He’d push forward, and due to Siege’s head butt to his fist, the two heads would collide, and loud boom echoing throughout the Arena. Seven, too, was not humanly built; he was an offspring of something greater. If there was any pain, he did not show it at all. As the two heads would collide, Seven would push forth with a surge of strength brought from a bend at the waist and he would plant his left leg down and yank his right foot all at the same time. This, hopefully, would push Siege off-balance for a slight second, which was all he really needed, for he would bring round his left elbow and slam it into the side of his head. The off-balance act and the elbow strike were all meant to knock Siege straight on his ass and have him gain the blow to learn from Karey. However, the needle pricks from before that had let the nanites invade Seven would find that they would be met with a defense. We could compare this to human anatomy, having Siege’s nanites to be the human equivalent of bacteria, whilst Seven’s very own nanites acted as the white blood cells that fight off infection. That’s what they did, a fight was raging inside of Seven, tiny micromachines fighting towards two goals. Seven hardly notice, if not for the increase in his heart rate. If all went as planned, he would back pedal and prepare for Siege to rise and come at him again. -|
17:08:01 Siege{Chaos} so, the head butts collided, or should that just be the butt heads collided? No matter, they both would probably have a headache after this fight. When Seven went for the elbow, Seth followed. His right arm wasn't in a position to stop the elbow, but a slight turn of his head would send it sliding down the side of his neck instead, lessening the blow. As the elbow connected, Seth would drop his now free right arm straight down to lock that elbow against his shoulder, effectively holding Seven in place. The Foot yank would only pull Seth toward Seven anyway, so Seth would use the momentum to bring up his right knee for Seven's groin. Regardless of the effectiveness of the knee, Seth wasn't letting go of any hold he managed to get. Now onto the second fight going on as nanites battled nanites. Seth's nanites weren't exactly the equivalent of bacteria on the nanite scale. In this scenario, they would be more like aids, super aids. These nanites were a pinnacle of nano-technology. Hybrid forms incorporating a machine DNA that included strains of organic DNA. They weren't simply machines, they were the strengths of machine nanites combined with the versatility of living cells. They knew exactly what to attack first, going head on for the immune system. The nanites were designed to produce rapidly, each carrying a tiny energy core with enough juice to multiply itself a thousand times before more fuel was sought after. That fuel of course was readily available inside Seven's body. Some of the nanites would keep the immune system busy, while infiltrators would spread and expand rapidly trying to outpace any defenses that got through the screen. It only took a single nanite to relay information back to Siege's body, and they could spread through a blood stream rather quickly. With how fast blood usually moved during exertion, it would only take a couple of seconds for Seven's own blood to transport millions of replicating nanites around his body. They didn't seem to be doing any harm though, merely looking around and relaying information back to Seth.
17:29:19 [Seven`] \- And so it seemed his simple organic nanites weren’t enough. Again, damn Ender for leaving without first integrating runetech into his systems. So the nanites would spread, gathering what information they would. On the outside, Seven was having trouble enough dealing with Siege. His elbow was blocked and clamped against Siege’s shoulder whilst a knee was drove into his groin. A few inches lower and he would have crushed his scrotum, and no matter how much pain makes you tick, that would crush any man. Regardless, as the mammoth force met his groin, he groaned. It wasn’t a painful sound, yet it was something of a pleasurable nature. Seven used the pain, pushed it into his free right arm and activated a single containment cell for his SATA armor. Seven pushed with his elbow, pushed forward, using Siege’s one legged stance again to throw off his balance, and while he pushed he brought around his left arm, which was now noticeably covered. A thin black synthetic material covered his arm up to the shoulder, meeting and combining with the edge of his tanked-top. On the top of his shoulder was and armored plate that held an eye shaped ruby in its center and a spike ‘pon its top. From this extended a long white armor plate that flexed and bent with his arm, yet held no hinge point. It ended in a triangle and held two eye shaped rubies upon the top. His hand was covered in the black synthetic material as well, and his nails were now claws made of the same metal as his armor. His arm aimed true for Siege’s chest, though when it met solid substance, something would happen. A discharge of kinetic force equivalent to a stun grenade would rocket forth from the ruby eyes. This was an attempt to stun and free himself of the restraints of Siege. Left Arm; SATA Suit; Shock Gauntlet A voice form somewhere on Seven would speak. And if he was freed from Siege, he himself would speak. “There’s one secret, Siege.” If not, then he would remain completely silent and react as needed. -|
17:45:55 Siege{Chaos} : well, this wasn't what Seth had in mind when he started this slugfest. He was planning on a nice, beat the shit out of each other, kind of fight. Seven's armor changed the game. Seth didn't bother holding on as he let go and sprang backwards out of the range of the man's attacks. Since Seven brought out the toys though, Seth would do the same. So then, the first toy was actually in play, just hadn't been used combat wise yet. Jared do you mind dealing damage and seeing what you can do about that armor? *Gee, get into a little trouble and now you want my help.* the voice chuckled in his head but Jared was more than up for a fight. So who exactly was Jared? Simple answer, a heuristic AI system that ran through all of Seth's systems, that included the nanites. Before now, they had been simply acting on base programming, now that nanites were going to act on the whim of a madman. . . madcomputer? Oh hell Jared was simply a thrill seeker who lived vicariously through Seth. Single minded, those nanites went to work. They were already transmitting from areas around the cores and other little gadgets that Seth had found but Seven hadn't revealed yet. Now they went from passive to aggressive. The first aggressive response, a massive em pulse would spread out from millions of nanites, rippling throughout Seven's body and hampering any technology without adequate shielding. Fun little side effect, em fields also effect brain waves. That much em would make it hard for Seven to think and act coherently if his body couldn't deal with it. Also, to add insult to injury, the nanites throughout Seven's nervous system, especially his brain, would begin dumping a cocktail of chemicals and electrical pulses into the system. What was the reason? Quite simple, chemical and electrical inducement of the pleasure centers of the brain. It's really hard to fight when you are having multiple orgasms on top of multiple orgasms. Yeah, Seth was a bastard, but he wanted to try the new toy out and he finally had an opportunity. Final insult would be as Jared began looking for any back doors into Seven's systems in an attempt to upload himself.
18:01:19 [Seven`] \- All seemed to be going just well and Seven started forwards, but he stopped and jerked a little and then looked down. “A boner?” His eyes grew wide as he suddenly realized what was going on. He looked out at Siege and noticed that all of a sudden the man was awash in an array of colors and he was wearing a dress…and he was holding a giant pink pleasure implement. That’s when he bugged out. “Keep that fucking thing away from me!” Seven stepped back and then the colors faded a little bit. His nanites were drawing a bond deep within him, one formed with Leviathan. Ectoplasm surged through his veins and began to surround the nanites of Siege and send them out of his body via microscopic transmagical portals. The only problem was there were so many of them to get rid of. So, he’d have a second of clear vision to every three seconds of acid vision and the greatest sex he’d ever had. Did this make them lovers now? Seven shivered at the thought. Seven sat, dizziness causing him not to function very well, his knees came up to shi chest and he wrapped one arm around them, and then the other, and started rocking back and forth, trippy images overwhelming him. “Dammit…now Karey will never teach me Hel Crux.” He cursed in his head, or at least he thought he did. He couldn’t concentrate. “I yield. Now get the fuck out.” If he could concentrate enough he could call on his magic and be rid of these damned bugs, but he just couldn’t. -|
18:07:18 Siege{Chaos} the nanites stopped and spontaneously degraded leaving nothing behind for Seven to use. Seth sat there chuckling as he watched the man. “Well technically you did hit me, so I think Karey is still obligated to teach you.” He chuckled again. “I'd suggest you clean yourself up and go take a cold shower or something.” With that he turned and headed out of the arena.
18:08:34 [Seven`] \- Seven started as the effects were gone, just like that. He looked at Karey and scowled. "He's got a point." And with that, he was gone. Just barely drawing the concetration to magically leave. He couldn't walk now, that waas too intense. -|
14:32:41 [Seven`] \- Seven entered just as he would any other day, one foot following the other over the threshold of the large wooden door. Copper toed hues stretched about the scene until they took in sight of a familiar form, one whom he’d learned last night was the famous Siege. Perhaps he would get his chance to learn from Karey now. “Yo, Siege!” He shouted, he wasn’t sure if they were on the first names basis, or any names at all, but he didn’t particularly care. His blonde hair did it’s usual natural spiking thing, and he wore his usual black attire; combat boots, baggy pants tucked into the boots, and his skin tight tanked-top. His form was littered in a myriad of weapons, two wakizashi across his back, one hilt up to the right, the other down to the left. Two more wakizashi across his lower back horizontally strapped on and their hilts facing respective left and right directions. A tachi was also sheathed upon his back. Two combat tanto on his frontal shoulder regions, two more on his belt, with a total of four beam saber hilt, one on each of his forearms and in each of his boots. To be convinced those were his only weapons would mean to fall prey to his devilish game. He’d continue to stand and stare up at Siege while a grin came across his face. -|
14:44:21 Siege{Chaos} turned toward the voice that addressed him, and smirked. “Well, if it isn't the man with all the pointy implements.” The three voices from last night spoke in unison. “You here to make good on Karey's little challenge?” Now it was only Seth speaking, Jared and Eric didn't have anything else to add yet, though they would probably pipe in when they wanted to. “I'm tempted to just let you hit me and foil her plan, but I don't even know what that thing she was offering to teach you is so I can't tell if it would be a good idea or not.” He shrugged. “Anyway, I guess I won't keep you waiting.” He took a step back from the pillar and dropped easily into the pit, sending a slight cloud of dust as he landed, but no higher than his knees. Slow measured steps brought him toward the center of the killing field. “What did yo have in mind?”
15:00:51 [Seven`] \- With a nod Seven replied. “Yes, the man with the pointy things is here to make good on Karey’s challenge, indeed.” Seven laughed. “Ha, you could do that, though even in my ways I don’t think I make it through the guilt of falsely earning that privilege.” As Seth jumped down from the stands, Seven followed him and when he spoke, he replied. “I’ve nothing in particular in mind. I’m willing to go no further than you yourself will go. Just to keep things interesting and fun. Ya know?” -|
15:15:08 Siege{Chaos} looked the other man over. He didn't know seven, but there was a connection with Karey and Levi. That was probably the man's saving grace at the moment. Seth was past the point of needless slaughter now, he had no reason to kill the man and actually a few not to. It wasn't a casual examination though. Seth had many senses, probably more that he needed, and they were all trained on his opponent. Among those senses were sonar, infrared and ultraviolet, chemical analyzers, RF receptors, and all the wonderful senses from his nanites and armor. The man was hiding a few things. Minute energy signatures, strange formations inside his body, yes this could be more interesting than a simple fight. Seth smirked. “Let's make a deal. I'm going to kick your ass. Every time I hit you, I will be working toward stealing another one of your secrets. You are welcome to kick my ass as well and try for Karey's deal.”
15:28:00 [Seven`] \- Seven watched Siege as he had begun to look him over. He could tell the man was analyzing him, he just wasn’t able to fathom to what degree. See, Seven had many sensors as well, but none that focus on bio-signatures of any kind really. They were more bent on the detection of energies of a magical and quantum nature, he’d not yet gained the upgrades he needed for more than that in this form. It was time, he supposed, to call his brother home from his loveless trip. However, when Siege spoke his deal Seven didn’t reply immediately, in fact, one hand lifted to cup his chin, the other curling over his chest and he thought. “Hm..” Finally he looked up to Siege. “All right. I like your deal, you can kick my ass, and I’ll kick yours. However, my secrets are well hidden and won’t so easily be beaten out of me, so, let us fight. And for every secret you scare out of me, I will use one less appendage in my ass kicking attempts.” Seven stepped back, turning his left side towards the man, his fingers snapping and his weapons gone. The other seemed to have no weapons, and so he would have no weapons as well. He dropped low and spread his legs apart, allowing his hands to nonchalantly rise and fall into place at his mid height level, his fingers remaining loose and not balling into fists. His face would twist into a grin, which was odd for him. He usually took on a cold and expressionless persona during fights, perhaps there was a greater danger than the side of him full of emotion. -|
15:43:36 Siege{Chaos} never fear, Seth did indeed possess methods of detecting bio-signatures and quantum fluctuations, those were in use as well. He smiled as the other man accepted his offer. “I think you'll be surprised how much I can learn in a single fight. I'm not going to hold you to the limb rule.” He wanted his opponent at the top of his game, not restricted by some stupid moral sense or sense of correctness. Seth may not be wearing any weapons at the moment, and he certainly wasn't holding anything, but that didn't mean he was unarmed. He had more weapons available than a small strike force, he just wasn't using them at the moment. He nodded again and smirked as his opponent prepared himself for the fight. Seth's hands were raised in front of him, apparently still relaxed, his hands simply cupped the air in the fashion a hand with no tension on it sits normally. His elbows were low, just to either side of his torso, his hands about chest level as his left foot slid back a pace. He usually wasn't the one to initiate the combat, but he wasn't planning on waiting around for Seven to finally decide to swing. His right knee bent slightly, pulling his torso ever so much forward as his left foot sprung from the ground, knee bending to pull that leg straight forward instead of to the side. Other moves were flashy, but straight forward kicks had the advantage of covering the distance in less time. What looked like it was going to be a normal forward kick though changed at the last instant. When it came time for the foot to snap forward once again, the snap didn't go for the abdomen or chest, the force snapped downward sending Seth's heel toward Seven's right foot in an attempt to lock the man's foot to the ground as Seth's right hand balled and shot forward for Seven's throat.
15:55:17 [Seven`] \- It was almost exhilarating as the man came forth with his kick towards his chest, and Seven fell for it, too. He began to drop his front hand, the left, to intercept, but the foot snapped down, placed upon his foot with a great deal of force. That simple foot lock allowed Seven the knowledge that this man was quite strong, simply for the fact he couldn’t move his foot. If he’d marveled for a second longer, his throat would be in the man’s hand. His left hand curved out and snapped up, using the side of his forearm to intercept and push his arm up and to the inside of Siege, menaing his arm would be moving in a diagonal way. Seven would then use the firm grounding of his right foot to lean and snap his left knee up and into Siege’s exposed right side. Seven had a great deal of strength in him, too, but he only hoped he could contend now. -|
16:10:47 Siege{Chaos} Seth was strong, extremely strong, but that wasn't the point of this fight. Even minor strength would have held that foot on the ground for the split second of surprise in the movement. So Seven parried his fist, and came after Seth with a knee. Well, this left a few options. First, Seth would bring up his own right knee effectively forcing the two to knee each other's legs. This wasn't a good option though as the position of Seth's left foot inherently meant he had the least leverage in that situation since much of his balance was currently on his right foot and moving it for the attack would set him off. So, Seth went with option two. As Seven's knee came up for his side, Seth's left hand would ball and strike down. If he hit, he wouldn't be able to stop the knee from this angle, but the impact of his fist against Seven's thigh would lessen the blow considerably and possibly shatter the man's leg. An added side effect if the punch hit, Seven would may notice four pinpricks in his thigh like a roofing nail had been driven in. Even is he didn't notice the pricks, he might notice the tiny spikes receding back into Seth's knuckles. Seth would bring his right arm back around from the parry, protecting his side once again as his left hand came back up.
16:23:32 [Seven`] \- The fist clashed with his thigh, but the desired results would not be had. Whereas, the thigh would not shatter, yet it would be intensely painful to Seven, he almost moaned aloud, but he kept it in his head. Pain, it drove him, thus is the life of a puppet of Santhis. The needled feeling would be felt in his leg, but he would write it off as unimportant, for it really was. Now, he had to counter. Siege’s left fist was down; his right hand now being shoved down by a twist of Seven’s left; now the bottom of the forearm was pushing down on Siege’s arm. Hopefully that would slow him up for a few moments so Seven could do the following. His right fist now shot forth in an attack aimed for the left side of Siege’s face. If it should hit, the force should have been enough to shatter this man’s jaw and cluster-fuck the side of his head. -|
16:33:36 Siege{Chaos} this fight was shaping up to be rather interesting. If seven insisted on using his left arm to keep Seth's right busy, then Seth could play the same game as his wrist rotated and his hand pulled to lock around the offending appendage. It was simple enough for Seven to avoid, if he didn't want to get grabbed he simply had to pull is arm back, which would leave Seth's arm open for all kinds of fun. As for Seven's punch, Seth leaned into it, placing the crown of his head in the path of that fist. At first glance this might seem like a bad idea, but in the normal human skeleton a fist is more likely to break than a skull. Seth was far beyond a normal human, with a skeleton that could take tremendous amounts of punishment. Would the strike hurt? Yes, but it wouldn't do the kind of damage Seven was hoping for. At This point, Seth Would push off hard with his right leg, using enough force to propel both men forward. At the last instant, he would jerk on Seven's left arm, assuming the grip had succeeded, and aim a bone shattering blow from his right knee for Seven's abdomen. The momentum of the whole thing would likely knock Seven to his back, as Seth landed atop him, his knee digging in again from the force of the impact with the ground. If he had the man's wrist, he wasn't letting go, and Seven would likely feel a prickling sensation spreading from that grip. The sensation was simply annoying, not enough to matter at the moment. A similar sensation was spreading from the strike to the man's knee. So what was it? Hybrid bio-tech nanites from Seth's own body invading Seven's. This was how he would ferret out the man's secrets, from the inside as those nanites entered the blood stream and would quickly begin to spread through the other man's body.
16:46:20 [Seven`] \- Everything so far had happened just how he’d wanted it to. Siege brought up his arm to fend off the attack, but Seven had other plans. As the two arms met, Seven would twist his wrist around to the underside, using Siege’s upward force to further swing his arm out of the way. He’d push forward, and due to Siege’s head butt to his fist, the two heads would collide, and loud boom echoing throughout the Arena. Seven, too, was not humanly built; he was an offspring of something greater. If there was any pain, he did not show it at all. As the two heads would collide, Seven would push forth with a surge of strength brought from a bend at the waist and he would plant his left leg down and yank his right foot all at the same time. This, hopefully, would push Siege off-balance for a slight second, which was all he really needed, for he would bring round his left elbow and slam it into the side of his head. The off-balance act and the elbow strike were all meant to knock Siege straight on his ass and have him gain the blow to learn from Karey. However, the needle pricks from before that had let the nanites invade Seven would find that they would be met with a defense. We could compare this to human anatomy, having Siege’s nanites to be the human equivalent of bacteria, whilst Seven’s very own nanites acted as the white blood cells that fight off infection. That’s what they did, a fight was raging inside of Seven, tiny micromachines fighting towards two goals. Seven hardly notice, if not for the increase in his heart rate. If all went as planned, he would back pedal and prepare for Siege to rise and come at him again. -|
17:08:01 Siege{Chaos} so, the head butts collided, or should that just be the butt heads collided? No matter, they both would probably have a headache after this fight. When Seven went for the elbow, Seth followed. His right arm wasn't in a position to stop the elbow, but a slight turn of his head would send it sliding down the side of his neck instead, lessening the blow. As the elbow connected, Seth would drop his now free right arm straight down to lock that elbow against his shoulder, effectively holding Seven in place. The Foot yank would only pull Seth toward Seven anyway, so Seth would use the momentum to bring up his right knee for Seven's groin. Regardless of the effectiveness of the knee, Seth wasn't letting go of any hold he managed to get. Now onto the second fight going on as nanites battled nanites. Seth's nanites weren't exactly the equivalent of bacteria on the nanite scale. In this scenario, they would be more like aids, super aids. These nanites were a pinnacle of nano-technology. Hybrid forms incorporating a machine DNA that included strains of organic DNA. They weren't simply machines, they were the strengths of machine nanites combined with the versatility of living cells. They knew exactly what to attack first, going head on for the immune system. The nanites were designed to produce rapidly, each carrying a tiny energy core with enough juice to multiply itself a thousand times before more fuel was sought after. That fuel of course was readily available inside Seven's body. Some of the nanites would keep the immune system busy, while infiltrators would spread and expand rapidly trying to outpace any defenses that got through the screen. It only took a single nanite to relay information back to Siege's body, and they could spread through a blood stream rather quickly. With how fast blood usually moved during exertion, it would only take a couple of seconds for Seven's own blood to transport millions of replicating nanites around his body. They didn't seem to be doing any harm though, merely looking around and relaying information back to Seth.
17:29:19 [Seven`] \- And so it seemed his simple organic nanites weren’t enough. Again, damn Ender for leaving without first integrating runetech into his systems. So the nanites would spread, gathering what information they would. On the outside, Seven was having trouble enough dealing with Siege. His elbow was blocked and clamped against Siege’s shoulder whilst a knee was drove into his groin. A few inches lower and he would have crushed his scrotum, and no matter how much pain makes you tick, that would crush any man. Regardless, as the mammoth force met his groin, he groaned. It wasn’t a painful sound, yet it was something of a pleasurable nature. Seven used the pain, pushed it into his free right arm and activated a single containment cell for his SATA armor. Seven pushed with his elbow, pushed forward, using Siege’s one legged stance again to throw off his balance, and while he pushed he brought around his left arm, which was now noticeably covered. A thin black synthetic material covered his arm up to the shoulder, meeting and combining with the edge of his tanked-top. On the top of his shoulder was and armored plate that held an eye shaped ruby in its center and a spike ‘pon its top. From this extended a long white armor plate that flexed and bent with his arm, yet held no hinge point. It ended in a triangle and held two eye shaped rubies upon the top. His hand was covered in the black synthetic material as well, and his nails were now claws made of the same metal as his armor. His arm aimed true for Siege’s chest, though when it met solid substance, something would happen. A discharge of kinetic force equivalent to a stun grenade would rocket forth from the ruby eyes. This was an attempt to stun and free himself of the restraints of Siege. Left Arm; SATA Suit; Shock Gauntlet A voice form somewhere on Seven would speak. And if he was freed from Siege, he himself would speak. “There’s one secret, Siege.” If not, then he would remain completely silent and react as needed. -|
17:45:55 Siege{Chaos} : well, this wasn't what Seth had in mind when he started this slugfest. He was planning on a nice, beat the shit out of each other, kind of fight. Seven's armor changed the game. Seth didn't bother holding on as he let go and sprang backwards out of the range of the man's attacks. Since Seven brought out the toys though, Seth would do the same. So then, the first toy was actually in play, just hadn't been used combat wise yet. Jared do you mind dealing damage and seeing what you can do about that armor? *Gee, get into a little trouble and now you want my help.* the voice chuckled in his head but Jared was more than up for a fight. So who exactly was Jared? Simple answer, a heuristic AI system that ran through all of Seth's systems, that included the nanites. Before now, they had been simply acting on base programming, now that nanites were going to act on the whim of a madman. . . madcomputer? Oh hell Jared was simply a thrill seeker who lived vicariously through Seth. Single minded, those nanites went to work. They were already transmitting from areas around the cores and other little gadgets that Seth had found but Seven hadn't revealed yet. Now they went from passive to aggressive. The first aggressive response, a massive em pulse would spread out from millions of nanites, rippling throughout Seven's body and hampering any technology without adequate shielding. Fun little side effect, em fields also effect brain waves. That much em would make it hard for Seven to think and act coherently if his body couldn't deal with it. Also, to add insult to injury, the nanites throughout Seven's nervous system, especially his brain, would begin dumping a cocktail of chemicals and electrical pulses into the system. What was the reason? Quite simple, chemical and electrical inducement of the pleasure centers of the brain. It's really hard to fight when you are having multiple orgasms on top of multiple orgasms. Yeah, Seth was a bastard, but he wanted to try the new toy out and he finally had an opportunity. Final insult would be as Jared began looking for any back doors into Seven's systems in an attempt to upload himself.
18:01:19 [Seven`] \- All seemed to be going just well and Seven started forwards, but he stopped and jerked a little and then looked down. “A boner?” His eyes grew wide as he suddenly realized what was going on. He looked out at Siege and noticed that all of a sudden the man was awash in an array of colors and he was wearing a dress…and he was holding a giant pink pleasure implement. That’s when he bugged out. “Keep that fucking thing away from me!” Seven stepped back and then the colors faded a little bit. His nanites were drawing a bond deep within him, one formed with Leviathan. Ectoplasm surged through his veins and began to surround the nanites of Siege and send them out of his body via microscopic transmagical portals. The only problem was there were so many of them to get rid of. So, he’d have a second of clear vision to every three seconds of acid vision and the greatest sex he’d ever had. Did this make them lovers now? Seven shivered at the thought. Seven sat, dizziness causing him not to function very well, his knees came up to shi chest and he wrapped one arm around them, and then the other, and started rocking back and forth, trippy images overwhelming him. “Dammit…now Karey will never teach me Hel Crux.” He cursed in his head, or at least he thought he did. He couldn’t concentrate. “I yield. Now get the fuck out.” If he could concentrate enough he could call on his magic and be rid of these damned bugs, but he just couldn’t. -|
18:07:18 Siege{Chaos} the nanites stopped and spontaneously degraded leaving nothing behind for Seven to use. Seth sat there chuckling as he watched the man. “Well technically you did hit me, so I think Karey is still obligated to teach you.” He chuckled again. “I'd suggest you clean yourself up and go take a cold shower or something.” With that he turned and headed out of the arena.
18:08:34 [Seven`] \- Seven started as the effects were gone, just like that. He looked at Karey and scowled. "He's got a point." And with that, he was gone. Just barely drawing the concetration to magically leave. He couldn't walk now, that waas too intense. -|
