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HECTOR! scream
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[ XD Bad Hemlock. ]
Hector stood atop the rave, still a little bewildered at all the changes that had occurred since Daniel and himself had commissioned the people to create this glorious village. Though his thoughts were circumvented as he caught sight of a very distinguished individual running down below, hostility didn't seem present, so it had to be a friend. Hector squinted his eyes as he tried to perceive exactly who the person was. |
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Moving carefully and slowly towards the outskirts of the large looming walls. He had recieved word that the Rave had been moved and occording to the map, this was the place. Staring at what seemingly was a ninja village, he blinked a couple of times as he tried to figure out a way to enter without getting killed.
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(( Why the new thread? ))
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~Along the outskirts of the new village and in the horizon of the falling sun, could be seen a small silhouette of a man that was walking towards the newly formed Village. The man wore a large traveling cloak that was solid black minus the portions of it that had white clouds as a small form of camoflouge (sp?). Apon the man's face was a kitsune mask to keep his identity concealed from others as he traveled about the land. His full height slowly began to come into view as the man was now closer to the village. He stood at the height of six feet three inches but everything else about him was a mystery to anyone who didn't know him because he wore the large traveling cloak and the mask to cover his face. He continued his walk towards the center of the village to where the newly established Rave was located. Once he reached the center building of the village, he stopped outside of it and simply looked from the exterior of the ground level and all the way to the top of the top level then slowly let his head fall back to the floor before him~ |
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~ As he looked around, the errie silence of the Rave and seemed to allow him to hear all the better. Without the constant noise that usually filled the Rave, he could hear many birds off in the distance, the sound of the wind moving the grass, and many other sounds that would bring most individuals to a state of peace. He looked at the Rave building, breathing in a rather raspy way as he his eyes began to ascend to its top, which was where he noticed someone looking down at him. His eyes than seemed to change, going from glowing red to somewhat of a golden yellow as his sight was increased so he could see who it was that was starring at him. It was Hector, leader of the Akatsuki and owner of the Rave. ~
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(Hey Rob, this thread hasn't changed at all, let's do that thing we were talking about.)
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A. Thomas Moving carefully and slowly towards the outskirts of the large looming walls. He had recieved word that the Rave had been moved and occording to the map, this was the place. Staring at what seemingly was a ninja village, he blinked a couple of times as he tried to figure out a way to enter without getting killed. "Hello down there!" A familiar voice bellowed down to Robert. Daniel sat on peaceful on the wall, laying his eyes upon his comrade. His legs swung idly while he directed him to the large set of doors beneath him. The archers acknowledged the action from Daniel and were at ease; confident of no hostility, while he leaned back and fell from the wall, decending quickly to greet Robert |
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Hector's slight anxiety was alleviated as the unmistake sight of Xavier had befallen him, and the running individual was now close enough to be deciphered as the newest member to Akatsuki, the monk Hector liked to refer to him as. He took a sharp intake of air, deep and thorough, then exhaled in the saem fashion. It seemed as if enough of his friends and comrades were adept enough in knowing Hector, to know where the new rave would be, and this thought made Hector content.
Brushing himself off, Hector stepped off the roof of the rave, hearing the wind whistle past his ear Hector braced himself for impact, and landed with a slight thud against the gravel in front of Xavier and the monk. " Well well, first guests always receive accomodations ya' know." |
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Among the line of heatwaves and scenery that was the area's perimeter, a practical figure emerged from the distance. Being late evening, prespiration had formed its' way upon the silk-like quality of the woman's dainty and frail silhouette. Though she seemed somewhat useless in many aspects, if one were close enough, he would find that she was very much like a delicate and tranquil being. The curves of Makero's body swayed with in smooth rhythm as she trudged her way forward to the new construction. The striking crystal shards of her eyes were wide and aware, though she seemed at peace despite the fact. Across her right shoulder, Discretion's Holster held firmly to her torso by a leather strap. Perhaps an effective casing, except for it's failure in hiding the aspect of Discretion's bouncing rune, swaying and fading in and out in patterns of beat at an impatient pace. "Be at peace, Whynn..." |
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The silence was eerie in an almost scary manner. Stopping his movements as he listened to the movements around the area. Several heartbeats alerted him to the movements of others. Directly in the middle, there was a heartbeat that he recognized, a man he had killed before. "X?" He mumbled underneath his breath as he tried to figure out why the man was in this location. He knew that Uchiha Xavier, the Uchiha clan's greatest experiment was back alive, but what he was doing at the new location of the rave was a mystery.
Looking up at the 30 ft wall, Rob backed away slowly as he cruised back about 30 yards. Rushing towards the building, he jumped into the air and bounced off the wall. Defying gravity for a few seconds as his speed and momentum carried him up the wall, he flipped into the air. Turning his body 270 degrees in a forward motion, he did a front flip and landed in a cat like manner on the wall as his right hand moved up to his weapon but didnt clench it. |
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Tobuketsu the Blue Devil [ XD Bad Hemlock. ] Hector stood atop the rave, still a little bewildered at all the changes that had occurred since Daniel and himself had commissioned the people to create this glorious village. Though his thoughts were circumvented as he caught sight of a very distinguished individual running down below, hostility didn't seem present, so it had to be a friend. Hector squinted his eyes as he tried to perceive exactly who the person was. ~A whirlwind of black myst came to form behind Hector, letting him feel the wind spun off of it before it shot out into the distance like a shockwave. Demetrius' stood there, his wings unfolding from around him as he stepped towards him. His wings ythen returned to their hidding, a single feather falling to the side only to be swept away by incoming winds. He lifted his head to look at him, chuckling softly. He watched Hector for a moment, wondering why he was standing there before coming to stand beside him, looking off to what he was looking at.. Or trying to atleast.~ |
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Abyss The Tormentor A. Thomas Moving carefully and slowly towards the outskirts of the large looming walls. He had recieved word that the Rave had been moved and occording to the map, this was the place. Staring at what seemingly was a ninja village, he blinked a couple of times as he tried to figure out a way to enter without getting killed. "Hello down there!" A familiar voice bellowed down to Robert. Daniel sat on peaceful on the wall, laying his eyes upon his comrade. His legs swung idly while he directed him to the large set of doors beneath him. The archers acknowledged the action from Daniel and were at ease; confident of no hostility, while he leaned back and fell from the wall, decending quickly to greet Robert ::wish I caught this before going to type my post.......... damn now I am on the wall prolly about to get shot by archers -_-.:: |
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Tobuketsu the Blue Devil Hector's slight anxiety was alleviated as the unmistake sight of Xavier had befallen him, and the running individual was now close enough to be deciphered as the newest member to Akatsuki, the monk Hector liked to refer to him as. He took a sharp intake of air, deep and thorough, then exhaled in the saem fashion. It seemed as if enough of his friends and comrades were adept enough in knowing Hector, to know where the new rave would be, and this thought made Hector content. Brushing himself off, Hector stepped off the roof of the rave, hearing the wind whistle past his ear Hector braced himself for impact, and landed with a slight thud against the gravel in front of Xavier and the monk. " Well well, first guests always receive accomodations ya' know." ~X grinned behind his mask then pulled it up and let it rest on the side of his head revealing his scarf, somewhat messy red hair that hung into his face, his headband that was tied about his head and let it cover his right eye along with a good portion of his right face, the only thing that was visible of X's actual face was his left blue eye which was still somewhat concealed by his red hair. His grin faded behind his scarf but he still was relaxed at the moment even though his calm and cold voice basically gave that away~ Oh great, I show up to great the owner and I get an accomodation instead go me. ~He then rolled his eyes but since his headband hid his right eye only his left gave away his sarcastic reaction and eyeroll~ |
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Makero Among the line of heatwaves and scenery that was the area's perimeter, a practical figure emerged from the distance. Being late evening, prespiration had formed its' way upon the silk-like quality of the woman's dainty and frail silhouette. Though she seemed somewhat useless in many aspects, if one were close enough, he would find that she was very much like a delicate and tranquil being. The curves of Makero's body swayed with in smooth rhythm as she trudged her way forward to the new construction. The striking crystal shards of her eyes were wide and aware, though she seemed at peace despite the fact. Across her right shoulder, Discretion's Holster held firmly to her torso by a leather strap. Perhaps an effective casing, except for it's failure in hiding the aspect of Discretion's bouncing rune, swaying and fading in and out in patterns of beat at an impatient pace. "Be at peace, Whynn..." Through his periphea Hector make the figure out, and though he bothered not to circumvent his attention entirely to her. He knew in an instant who it was that was coming forth. His smile seemed a little more humble now, as only love could make a man feel. In due time she would be close enough to touch, so he focused on the task at hand for the time being. |
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