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- Posted: Sat, 02 Feb 2013 03:31:30 +0000
Kaze Tenshi (風 天使)
Company: Inecer (ground)
Location: Above Solmar Clan-Hall
Thoughts: "I wonder what Gin's gonna do this time."
"Gaaah!" Kaze looked at the wound that had just hit his abdomen. When another arrow hit him in the left wing. "Ffffuuuuu...." He cursed. He plummeted to the ground with ever increasing speed. "Whoever hears these things, please don't let me die." This was looking bad for Kaze. The last time he'd fallen from this height he'd been trapped in the infirmary for weeks.
Kaze turned himself around by straightening out his functioning wing. He spotted Inecer and the bird he used as his personal spy. He shouted so he could be heard over the ever-closing distance between them, "You b*****d! We're supposed to be allies. If it weren't for that damed bird of yours, we could actually have a decent conversation. But no... You've got 'more important' things to do." Kaze said. He took out one of his kunai, choosing to hold it rather than risk using his wind against another wind user.
This just wasn't going to work well. Kaze had very few non-wind based attacks he could use. And among those none were meant for Inecer's favorite range of attack. He was an archer, after all. Kaze didn't want to use the wind-assisted kunai attack, but that was his most accurate, long range attack. "Kaze, how do you keep getting yourself into these situations? You knew Inecer is more serious! Why did you loose that kunai?"
"I wonder how long it'll take Gin and Kin to see this." He looked up at the window and looked back to Inecer, "Fine, if you wish to fight, I will give you my best." He grabbed another kunai with his other hand and loosed it at Inecer. The wind-assisted kunai missed completely. He threw the other; it missed, also. "Damn!"
He shook his head and plucked a flight feather from his lower wing. Under his breath he cast the most advanced spell in his repertoire. Slowly the feather in his hand turned into a similar length b*****d sword. "How fitting. a b*****d sword, for a b*****d knight. Where the hell are you, father?" He thought to himself as he got into a fighting stance holding the sword with two hands. Still bleeding from his abdomen and left wing. The white feathers stained from the blood.
((Edited to remove godmodding.))