An Unwanted Encounter|Rei|Ney|Lucius|Private|

Lucius Foss ☺ Black Rose ☺ C-Rank
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Getting shoved back was something he didn't expect, he was sure the girl was frozen in fear, well if she wasn't then, she definitely was now. Glaring at the pink haired girl, he almost went to attack her if it wasn't for that damned cat putting up a protective dome around the girl. Letting out a sigh, Lucius turned to face the man, he quickly folded his knife and let it slide into his sleeve. Holding his arms in a boxer's blocking position, a punch hit his arms and he saw a kick coming, so he moved his arms and he caught Neyvahn's ankle. Once he did this he lifted the grey haired cat off the ground before slamming him back into it, doing this by swinging the bakeneko by his leg. The shock and force from hitting the ground would most likely make the twenty-two year old cough up some saliva and perhaps, blood. While the man would still be in slight shock, which only would last a few seconds, the assassin pushed his leg in a way, with such force, that it would dislocate it from his hip. If it did what he thought it would, it would most likely cause the neko to scream or yelp from the pain, which would then make the green haired boy laughed slightly. Walking over and standing over him he slid out his knife, unfolded it, and sat himself on the cat's belly, he then proceeded to stab it into his hand, the hand that punched the assassin multiple times. He then twisted the knife back and forth, he then slightly lifted the knife slightly, just enough so it was still deeply in his skin, just not all the way. Lucius then yanked the blade up the grey haired boy's arm, stopping when he reached the shoulder. The teen then fully pulled the weapon out of his shoulder, letting out a satisfied sigh he touched the knife to Ney's neck "It's been fun, do have more lives, I would love to play with you again." smiling psychotically he took his knife and he pushed it down into the throat, the dark crimson liquid of the cat pour out, making Lucius' target start to choke on his own blood. Grabbing the wrist of the bakeneko, holding it until he felt no pulse, which he then dropped his hand and stood up, grinning back at the pink haired girl.

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Lucius Foss ☺ Black Rose ☺ C-Rank
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The girl, had activating her lineage, head butted him in the gut making him fly back and his a street post. The wind getting hit out of him, he lost his breath for a moment, he stood back up. Hugging his stomach, shock appeared on his face, where was his weapon, he never lost his weapon...unless.......A black haired girl stood before him, holding a black scythe as big as herself. With this scythe she blocked the attack coming from the girl to hit Lucius, smiling a smile similar to the one of her master, he mischievously looked at the mourning mage. "I'm tired of you pink haired pretties hurting my master, your going to have to fight me now" she said as she swung her scythe with quick precision at Rei, you could tell how much experience she had with this weapon. "I'm fighting her, I didn't summon you, leave" he said, glaring at his pet who was engaging herself in combat with the pink haired girl. "Gonna have to refuse, Daddy told me to come. Sorry Lulu~" the void demon said, the smile not wavering from her face as she swung her weapon around. Cussing under his breath, he looked away from Regina and back at the passed mage who laid on the ground. Keeping his guard up he walked over to him, he stood beside the dead body, almost as if he was waiting for it to move again.

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Lucius Foss ☺ Black Rose ☺ C-Rank
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Regina got hit by the girl, and flew into a concrete wall, but unlike what Rei would've wanted. She landed with ease against the wall, landing in a squat postion, the impact from the hit made her feet make a crack in the rock. When the pink haired mage went to throw her bone breaking punches, she would just hit the wall, for the black haired void beast simply pushed her legs and unfolded them. Flipping over the girl, the grin on her face not fading "You think you can down me so easily, who do you think taught Lulu most of what he knows?" She said as she landed atop a lamppost, looking down at the girl with her bright green eyes that seemed to stare right through Rei, deep down to her soul. A creeping aura eased it's way out of the demon, giving everybody around who where unfamiliar with her chills down their back, signalling to them that she was not the demon to mess with. Not that it would matter, and she knew this, people thirty for revenge where ruthless and didn't listen to advise. "You know this revenge is worthless, if you kill Lucius, you'll upset his dearest sister, and if she kills you. Your precious friend over there would be rather angry. It's just an endless circle" she said, pointing her free hand out to the grey haired bakeneko. Who was in the process of resurrection from from the depths of death. If this success fully distracted the mage who she was in a dual with, she would jump down from her post, swinging her scythe down right past the point of her shoulder. If she succeeded in this, she would've literally, 'disarmed' the girl.
Jumping back away from the now living body of Neyvahn, though prepared, he wasn't able to dodge the fist that planted itself into his chest. Again, he got the wind knocked out of him when he impacted the wall close behind him, coughing some of his saliva. Quickly gaining his composure, he saw that a spell was being casted. With all of his strength he darted out of the way, managing to just miss the radius of the spell. Though he still felt a chill, what was it with ice spells? He despised them ever since that time in the alleyway with that damned tanuki, also, why did he always get in a scuffle with yokai? What was with that? Turning to face his opponent, looking straight at the cat who darted towards him, leading with a knee to the stomach. Dodging this, the other leg went to hit him, which he blocked with his arms.
Grinning at the remark from the cat, whos aura seemed different, probably an affect from his resurrection. The boy laughed giddily, and hopped a few paces back from the person who he was fighting with. He closed his eyes while laughing, dodging the next two attack that the cat would throw at him, even with his eyes closed. When his eyes opened again, they where glazed over, pupiless, his normal blue green eyes where now blood red. An aura similar to his own, but not, burst forth from the boy. Activating his lineage abilities subconsciously due to the immense excitement he was feeling from the battle. The boy was no longer was in control of himself like he usually was in battle, much like it didn't look like it most of the time, giggling psychotically, but he was. Though this time he wasn't, his only goal was to make a bloodbath, making everything the color of his current aura. His pet Regina could no longer be seen, and a large black scythe was now in his hands, not even having the consciousness to speak, he laughed. His blood red, glazed over eyes open wide, a wide grin on his pale face, he then swung the weapon with no real rhyme. Though they where all aimed at Neyvahn with such speed, to match or surpass the cats own. As he fought he spun around, moving around like a noodle, acting like there was no bone in his body. Doing this fighting with no stop to his psychotic and uncontrollable laughter.


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Lucius Foss ☺ Guildless ☺ C-Rank
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Though it did not seem like he was, he was blinded now for a temporary amount of time, though it didn't even matter. His body was acting on pure instinct and reflexes alone, he was no longer burdened by the thoughts of his mind. All of the boy's training had paying off, not including the buffs of strength, endurance and speed, all of his movements where things he could pull off normally. Sight was also not the smartest thing to disable on someone who is used to fighting without vision, whether it be the blinding sun or the fact that he can only see a foot in front of himself. A highly trained fighter he was, with moves unpredictable, even more so since he isn't even thinking about them now. Giggling and laughing didn't seem to be a burden on his lungs, nothing seemed to be bothering him. Though it didn't seem obvious until he was hit twice in the leg with two quick jabs, he didn't even react, he just darted towards the boy. Even getting stabbed in the gut, he didn't even flinch, he actually moved towards the cat even more. Getting himself run through the sword right up the the hilt, if Neyvahn didn't react fast enough, the assassin would grab at his throat and start to squeeze. Thus this attack would strangle the target, and start to break him due to the extra strength that has been given to the boy. The only thoughts going through his head, nothing else, he started to mutter these words as he continued with his crazed attacking
"destroy
kill
destroy
kill"

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Lucius Foss ☺ Black Rose ☺ C-Rank
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Slice, and his hand dropped to the ground, though he didn't seem phased yet again. He staggered slightly, though in his current mental state he was unphased by all the pain. It was still hard for the boy to walk with a large hole through him, along with a deep gash going away from it. Blood poured out from his wrist and chest, making spattering and dripping sounds. Before the assassin could move forward to attack the cat yet again, twenty needles impaled themselves into him. Giving the boy frostbite, though again, he didn't react. The freezing effect that the spell had froze the wounds, though it would hurt a lot, it also stopped the blood. Giggling psychotically he started to swing the pure black scythe at Neyvahn again, then suddenly a voice rung out in his head.
"Fie"
Stopping him mid-swing.
"Your done now child, let me take over for a little bit"
With that the assassin started to fall forward, his eyes closed, his body limp. Though right before he hit the ground, he caught himself by planting the scythe on the ground. He adjusted and then pushed himself up, the reaping weapon transformed back into a switchblade and the young man folded it and placed it back in his pocket. Stuffing his hand and stub in the hoodie pocket, he face the bakeneko and opened his eyes. The whites of the eyes where black, and the iris' back to the normal shade of blue/green. Black vein looking things made it's way, patterning away from Lucius' eyes. His aura now calm, but not like his own, it had a even more evil feeling then his own. Gave of that feeling of 'calm before the storm', and appeared to be even blacker then the assassin's, if being darker then black was possible in this world. The aura was to strong for the boy's body, and even though it was attempting to be covered, it seeped out. Powerful enough of an aura that you could mistake it for being a god's "Didn't think I would ever say this to people of your kind, but it has been fun with you four" he said, referring to the three soul-like things in Neyvahn's body and Rei, who was dying behind him. "This has been good training for my disciple and student, do take care now, and I do hope to see you through the eyes of this boy again" he said, his voice even gave of a more calm and deadly feeling the Lucius did. Smiling softly at the angered cat, the eyes of the assassin's body pulsed "Oh so that's what it feels like. It should be worse then this" reaching up he touched the eyes of the boy by covering them with his one hand. Not even a moment later, the eyes pulsed again, and the black veins increased, spreading all across the cheeks and forehead of Lucius face. The godly spirit inside of the Lucius' body let out a satisfied sigh "Better" as he said that, blood started to fall like tears from his eyes. "Well good bye now" he said, letting himself fall backwards, disappearing into their own shadow.

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