Ashes, Ashes (Finished), Finished thread

[Caleb Danvers]

Caleb turned around and glared at Reid through black eyes, shouting as he spoke to his friend "You wanna fuck with him, that's fine! But do it on your own time when he's no longer a threat and I don't have to watch it!" That said, Caleb waved his hand, throwing Reid back at least twenty feet with the shockwave of his power.

"Toying with you?" Caleb asked, glancing back at Chase, as if nothing had happened with Reid. "The way you toyed with with them?" Caleb asked, "The way you threatened their lives painfully and tried to blackmail me into killing myself so that you could feed your addiction!?" He raised a hand, making Chase levitate in front of him. "Oh I'd toy with you, you bastard, but I think the loss of power," he held his other hand out in front of himself, generating a ball of energy above it so that Chase could see him using, "and knowing that I have more than you ever did, will tear you apart more than I ever could." There was an uncharacteristic sly grin on Caleb's face, and his eyes weren't the only things that were black--the viens in his face had started to darken.

((skipped Pogue with player's permission))

[Corbin]

"Toying with you?" Caleb had glanced backwards, "The way you toyed with them? The way you threatened their lives painfully and tried to blackmail me into killing myself so that you could feed your addiction!?"

Floating was always a terribly awkward sensation; first the shoulders would lift (seeing as they were the heaviest, and arguably the most well grounded), then the torso, feet, an finally a dismal, stomach-turning sense of vertigo would overtake the body. Akin to a the zeroG section of a coaster, perhaps, but much more precarious when being suspended by magic.

"Oh I'd toy with you, you bastard, but I think the loss of power, and knowing that I have more than you ever did, will tear you apart more than I ever could."

And he was right, really. But he couldn't give up, /wouldn't/, not yet.
Ironically enough, however, the additional height gave Chase the perfect vantage point with which to overlook Caleb's orb of energy. Raw, powerful, silently spinning, and the white wash that shone onto his clothes-- all gorgeous. Enticing, calling seductively with its ominous little twirl. Yes. Yes! Take it!

Eyes wide (and fading back to their normal color slowly), Chase stared off into the orb, lost, unseeing, and distracted. Where had his plan gone wrong? Was something executed poorly, not on time? Why? Why?

Then again his mood changed. "You don't even deserve it!" Was the yelled reply. His voice managed to be high, low, and booming all at the same time, face flushed red from the effort, "And you talk about addiction--" Without haste, Chase pulled out his trump card, grinning as he did, "Well your daddy wasn't much of a listener, was he?"

Low blow.

[Caleb Danvers]

((Posting to finish this thread so we can move on ))

"Well your daddy wasn't much of a listener, was he?" That was it. Caleb threw so much power at Chase that this time when the other boy was knocked back onto the ground, he was out cold. And he wouldn't be waking up any time soon.

Caleb stared at him for a moment, breathing heavy with his eyes pure black. The viens on his face began to lighten, and finally his eyes faded to their natural color, but too soon for him to hide the beginnings of angry tears that had started in his eyes. He blinked them away and turned around, walking towards Pogue. "We'll keep him at the Colony House. Gorman moved out."

That was all Caleb said as he walked away, expecting Reid and Pogue to actually get Chase to the house.

((and there it is folks, we can pick up at the Colony house, so whoever wants to post first, go for it!))