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Subject:  Re: Gabrielle's venture to the Gods 
Date:  7/11/2004 6:11 AM Central Daylight Time 
From:  Angelic Justicar 
MsgId:  <20040711071155.19120.00081924@mbs-r01.aol.com> 
 




      ::It was during the long first day of the desert heat that he ahd begun hsi more intensified blend of training. For ages he ahd learned to combinde the arts of teh body with the arts of the craft. harnessing flesh mind, body, spirit and each of the elements as a part of one's self you could use the combined force of one's will to assume power within this world. In his days of natural mortality having had to conquer such beasts and battles in full combat he remembered the variations that he had begun throughout the process of hsi personal training. In that his smile began to glow. for the ridge of hsi fignertisp locked witha  dual tap agains tthe first and the last "R on hsi name, using each cell of migochondria in hsi body to produce a single impulse of heat at the same time, leading to temperatures that could rival the sun, all to use a singular wind gust to bring the whimsicla heat down into a rush along the forefront of the full staff. With a quickened twist of his fingertips he began his favored trademark spin. With his left leg leading he'd snap from the balls of his feet into a full bodied spring, cutting his body aroundwith a full snap of his right leg comign straight forward, as the staff was sent twirling within his left ahnd across the first and second fingertips stablizing him on his left side, to follow through with a sudden dip twisting it in his wrist to move around the center of his body, cutting over the ridge of each of the bricklain locks of abdominal muscle;  to spin his left leg about, changing his weight toas his right foot came, bac down, to spin his staff along the center of his body as he unwound the muscles within, to send the dual rush of hsi weight cutting across eitht eh connecting foot, and lifting the staff into a lock against hsi arm and hsi back to align in a joint blow, sendign a full fledge difireball with temperatures that could rival the sruface fo the sun to snap out across over the horizon and lock directly against the sands, crystalizing them into a lattice of pure glass for a 10 yard radius.::  'Now that's More of what I'm talkin about. The ability to harness each of the energies int he body. There is so much vitality taht goes on in a person's systemt aht they have no idea how to consiously tap into. It's wonderous!  


:: It was that which mad ehis lips curl. Fo rthe one way ththing tha tdid gring him a bigger grin was the sheer intensity of the materilazation.. Fo rnow he used nly his own physical body as the source of his innate power.  For to continue form there and feed upon the exteran forces that ly within the heavens? there would be the one key to overcoming thsi dimention of intensity. The key to enhancing it ten fold if not more.  A softened chuckle curled across the ridge of his lips unable ot keep that saccharinely sweet grin from the ridge of his tiers. This would be his landmark occation in accomplishments amongst the world. Yet there ahd to be better ways to harvest ithis energy. Witht hat infocus in and of itself he'd lead his way back up towards the skyline, exhuding the twin wings of raven night, to note the ascended one, shooting throught he skyline feeding intot he translucent rush of the heavens. As the directions of the Gods had been given he shot his wings in fervorent beat, continually feeding through the clouds in a irridescent rush, sprialling in an intrepid fury to the whims of the land,  feeding ont eh sweet scent of the almighty amborisa and the rush of myrr and honey, olive oil and the multitudes of bounteous sweets taht assaulted hsi senses before rising into place upont he tiers of Mount olypous  to land in a proper respective bow before the Queen of the gods:: Pardon Magesty. I expected Aries... Yet you recieved my decree as I have recieved my reply. I thank you for that.  Forgive my timing. I wished one day to test my own limits with my weapon. To begin harnessing each element as I had learned naturally and make thsi weapon an extension of me as it is meant to be.  I look forward to doing so furthermore.  ::It was there for an instant that he felt that rush shoot through his spine, a sense that bordered precognition in his wake, feeding on the rush of events that had been made...Telepathy had been a gift that all angels had. To the point that it was unconsious in most Though with the heightened aptitude of what had occured with Gabrielle. The remnants of such a shocking experience would easily remain in the area. As he remained before her touching that very floor his fingertips were drawing from the magical essences that were left, combining theme witht the telepathic sense to find the reveleation of events that had been made, in glimpses. :: Gabrielle...What happened?


(To be continued....)