School Of Swordsmanship (We are accepting Students)

[Velvet Nitemare]

*He hears Hollowed's laughter but pays it no heed, his individed attention now fully on Altheia. He nods slightly at what she suggests, clutching his hand around the stone once more, pulling it close. Slowly, his pale hand begins to turn black, a dark glow beginning to emit from the places that are turning from it's chaotic energy.*

...This can't be good... But it's what she wanted... Mother would never forgive me if I betrayed her...

*He stares blankly at his changing hand, pupils narrowing to slits in his golden eyes. He clutches the object more tightly, causing his hand to change entirely to this strange, black shade, the dark energy around it growing more brightly. Slowly, it starts to inch its way up towards his sleeve, and eventually his arm, though it is stopped in it's tracks by a crackle of turquoise energy. The same turquoise energy surges through the rest of his body, causing him to wince from the conflicting forces.*

...What does it mean?

[jimon]

jimon walked in in the same manner as before just no other wepon with him except the katana at his side

[Lady_Altheia]

"I am niot sure how it works. I syuspect you would gain more powers or change into something."

[Velvet Nitemare]

*He stares at her blankly, his gaze then returning to his glowing hand pain beginning to surge through it like that of a thousand knives. He winces yet again, before shaking his head softly, muttering.*

...That I doubt... It seems to be hurting me more than anything... It feels like it's draining my power... But maybe that's what mother needs...

*He cries out as the black glow begins to spread further up his arm, the leather of his trench coat's sleeve melting away from it due to the black light. Slowly, the glow overcomes his entire arm, and he falls to his knees, still clutching the crystal, his body becoming overwhelmed by the agony. His body trembles a little, the wind around them picking up intensely, the tempurature of the air increasing as well as the ground. Steam begins to rise from the ground below them, the grass wilting slightly.*

[HollowedShame]

*Ryushu's wings unfold and he leaps down from the roof, wandering over to the small group of people, an emotionless look on his face. He comes up behind Velvet, sword now tied at his side like normal, his right hand resting on the hilt. His wings arch above him, a few feathers and embers falling to the ground, and he speaks to him softly, his voice toneless and low.* Get rid of it. *He watches the man writhing on the ground in agony from the black materia, blood red eyes staring at him as if he were a helpless child.*

[Velvet Nitemare]

*He slowly gazes up at Hollowed, finding it hard to even move at this point from the pain in his body. He glares slightly, reaching his right hand towards his gun blade, fingers trembling a little. Slowly, the black, crystalline object reabsorbs itself into hid body, and he cries out once again, eyes shutting tightly as he falls foreward, the Black Materia lodging itself within him.*

...No... Mother... Why?

*Turquoise and black energy crackle about him, tears of mako prickling at the corners of his golden eyes, the glowing fluid streaming down the sides of his pale face. He makes a soft noise in his throat, almost an inhuman whimper as the causes his vision to blur a little, body twitching slightly.*

[HollowedShame]

((Ah damn. It's late... I'm out of here for now, bye everyone! ^^))

[Velvet Nitemare]

*After the pain subsides a little, he picks himself up, arm still glowing black faintly, his eyes glowing brightly. Slowly, he limps towards the forest, leaving the area, pain still surging through his body with the dark and turquoise energy.*

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[Lady_Altheia]

"Hey Jimon. Who used to own these weapons. *shows wakazashis.*