Alastair vs. Cadence (2)
Alastair glares at Cady for a moment, the impression of the dueling-glove shining red on his face. The Magii holds his staff out before him with both hands, moving backward a few good paces from his opponent and whispering in an arcane tone. He stops his backward-motion finally and releases the it, studying the object as it levitates before him. With a smile, Alastair holds out his index finger and spins his hand in a clock-wise motion; the staff, by some form of magic, mimics these mmovements perfectly. Faster and faster it spins, strands of whitefire spilling around the object with each increase of speed until it is whurrring ominously. Al stands back a moment, grinning at the make-shift fan he has just created. The heated air made from the spinning-object is, of course, directed at Cadence. Alastair moves back a few more paces and rubs his hands together with a slight grin. "Ok...this..will be weird" he says, and then dives into the heated fan head first! There is a few disgusting noises as the Azerean's body is cut to pieces, it looks as though he just killed himself! But not to worry, the particles of fiery Magii are reforming once more, into the giant image of a gigantic head. The fiery image of Alastair's face appears just past the still-whirling staff, a grin spread across it . "Slap me, will you?" it cries, and then moves to bite down Cadence~ It instead eats a good section of the stands, leaving a hissing sound that means something is burning. The Al/head then shakes and heads in the right direction, towards Cadence.
Cadence giggles to himself as Al's spell reminds him of an image in one of his science books. Suddenly a bubble appears around Al. The streaks of whitefire spilling out from the staff hit the edge of the bubble and spread then dissipate, but the energy is not gone. Cadence reaches out a finger and touches the outer edge of the bubble, the fire is drawn to it and smashed against the edge, exploding and reforming back in the center, only to attack the wall around the heat of Cadence's finger again. As Al's giant head forms, Cadence presses both hands hard against the wall of the bubble. It seems a reasonable assumption that it would not be entirely pleasant for a person's head to smash into a wall, explode, reform, and repeat continuously.
Alastair crashes into the sphere head first, which does nothing for his headache. The image of Alastair's face repeatedly falls apart and reforms. It appears the Magii can do nothing but replicate and degenerate for all time! That is, until he remembers the still-spinning Magii staff that isn't too far away. With all his focus, he wills the flamming staff to a dead halt, and then changes it to levitate horizontally intsead. The staff begins to roll in the opposite direction now, slowly increasing with that same errie energy. It seems to be gathering the flames instead of releasing them! Soon the arcane object is nothing bot a disembodied length of gathering light! When it is nothing but and conjured fire, this too shoots forward at Cadence's conductive bubble. The focused staff seems too much to simply bounce away this time, the speed and strength of it quickly piercing through Cady's conjuration. The fiery head of Alastair break apart finally and begins to seep through the hole created by the staff. Quickly the energy of the formerly physical albino is circling around Cadence, the pointed conducter of the bubble shield. The whitefired Azerean aims to latch itself to Green man, perhaps to possess him!
Cadence quickly opens his book and a black shadow seeps out of it, creating a sphere around Cadence, and not a moment too soon. A crackle of whitefire comes within inches of Cadence, who is picked up by a tentacled female beast, and comforted. The shadow expands toward Alastair, an essence of all things evil. Cold fills the air, crisp, paralyzing cold. A steady pulsing can be heard and it slowly grows louder, encouraging heartbeat, breath, blinking, all bodily actions to conform to it's beat. It is strong. If you should relax into It everything will be easy, calm, automatic. What a tempting offer when faced with such a horrible adversary.
Alastair giggles lovingly to the Momma black creature. There is nothing to do now really, except chill with the diabolical entity. Alastair sits down quietly and coos to the it, smiling from time to time as the shadow encroaches around him. Suddenly a bond of friendship is formed, at least in his mind. He loves the steady beat of their combined hearts, the hypnotic need to please, the desire to comfort.. to be needed. With a sigh, Alastair takes this desire, this excitement, and reaches into the sack at his side; He must get it a present. "I got you a crystal!" he says to his Love, and retrieves the object from the bag. This drives the whitefire inside of him crazy! You see, most people don't know that Alastair's power is another being entirely,a jealous one that knows that he is in trouble. It is this energy now that fills the diamond he holds, making the interior shudder with whitefire. As Alastair tosses the object into the air, it explodes! A vortex has opened up, a tear in the fabric of things; into the only other plane that Alastair knows; one of fire. The shadow is quickly being drawn into this chaotic collapsar, breakign the spell on the Magii. With a blink, Alastair stands up again and gains contol of the vortex as the shadowy creature begins to disappear. He adds his own strength to the metaphysical opening and then sends it towards the tentacled beast and Cadence. It seems to absorb physical objects as well now, the vortex ushering both Eternal and his conjuration to join the shadowy creature!
Cadence watches for a moment, then jumps upward, Auntie Beast disappearing at his change of concentration. Diving upward into the vortex after the shadow, Cadence thinks about a really cool book he has that entertains him for hours, with detailed drawings of things that don't make sense and can't exist in the physical plane. As things get all backwards and inside out in those pictures, so does Alastair's vortex as Cadence passes through it. The entity of the shadow is ripped from it's form and discarded back into Cadence's imagination. The form of the shadow is turned inside out, the vortex being forced inside of it. The shadow swirls faster and faster, turning into a cone, the point reaching down to the floor of the amphitheater. Cadence appears on the top of the tornado standing on the roof of a farmhouse. Inside the house is a small girl with a blue dress and a yapping dog. The tornado rounds on Alastair, preparing to dump Cadence's house sized surfboard on top of him, where the little girl will surely steal Alastair's lovely shoes.
Alastair grins faintly at this turn of events, reminiscing a time when Mad_Hatter put him in such a house. Alastair quickly decides on his last defense; one best retired on the person that inspired it. He puts on an old wizard's hat just as the house starts falling and clicks his sandals together! "BLOW ME TO BERMUDA!" he cries! Fiery rockets issue forth from his sandals! Alastair rockets upward, his momentum and callous hat causing him to break through the floor of the house (and a certain girls skirt to fly up)! He lands precariously beside Cadence on the roof after shooting through that as well. "Nice!" says Al, grinning at Cadence as he kicks at the girl trying to steal his shoes.
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