Victor had looked back to see that Alexandria was gone. He searched for her, scanning the multitudes of their Qi but was unable to find her particular signature, Victor gave up. He figured that she wanted to be alone after all. Turning back to his path, he wasn't far form the hotel anymore. After weaving through a group walking out of the hotel, he made his way inside. He walked past the lobby desk and went for the elevator. Looking at the key he retrieved from his pocket, Victor found the floor his room was on and pressed the button. He was the only one in the elevator and so he leaned up against the side. As the elevator began it's ascent, Victor looked at the reflection of himself on the elevator control panel screen. After a moment, the elevator stopped and Victor got off. He walked all the way down the right hall and found his room. Letting himself in, he closed the door behind him. He looked about the room, too fancy for his taste. He took the chair from the nearby desk and propped it up against the door to keep anyone from barging in without shredding the door to pieces. He then walked to the bed at the back of the room. There was a window on the left wall and the bathroom door on the right. There was a metal suitcase on the bed and Victor eyed it as he took off his back pack and set it on his desk. He hadn't turned on the lights so he spread the curtains across the window before he illuminated the room. Victor took up the phone on the desk and picked up the menu for room service. He called in the order which would take something like thirty minutes to deliver. With that done, he turned on the television and set it on the local news which was covering the Exams. An interview was going on at the moment and Victor sighed as he took off his shirt which was sweaty now after being out in the sun. He stepped into the bathroom and began to wash his face. He was listening to the interview of one of the proctors who spoke about the start of the second half and what that meant for it's contestants. Victor sighed as he looked up from the sink to look at the tv screen. The proctor talked about the rules and lethal nature of the exam. Victor didn't looked pleased. It looked as if they would be pitted against each other and taking each other's lives was not only allowed but encouraged. Victor's curiosity over what was in the suitcase grew and he decided to go and open it. He walked over to the bed, drying his face and opened up the case. It had a few sheets along with photos and two gemstones. Victor took up a sheet with the main instructions and read it. After a moment, he looked at the picture of a person, a particular person he knew. Victor's expression was grim as he looked up at the wall. It was an assassination type assignment with a team to work with. It didn't say kill, but urged the team to defeat the other team's king. There was a knock at the door and Victor moved quick to see through the peep hole. It was a hotel attendant with a cart and dishes of what Victor believed to be dishes of his food. He removed the chair and opened the door. Taking the cart inside, he tipped the man with a swipe of his card and a signature before closing the door and returning the chair. He lifted the lid o the tray and saw his hamburger and strawberry milkshake. Victor didn't have much of an appetite but took up the burger and the shake. He sat down on the bed and watched the television as he ate. After a few commercials the program returned with a sudden coverage of a local restaurant. The title said “Second Exams, Begin!” Victor leaned towards the screen as he saw a group inside the restaurant named “Homura” and a shootout began. Victor could see through shaky camera work, familiar faces. Ignazio and the group he had walked out of the Exorcist Hall with was there and had apparently been the target of the other team's attack. They wore bandanas and looked to take Ignazio and his group out early. The burger then dropped from his hands as he noticed Alexandria there too. There was a sudden flash, Victor saw Ignazio speed through the enemies, blurring in the low quality video but slow enough for Victor to see him cutting away at the shooters'. Victor's eyebrows furrowed as he watched Ignazio cut off the other man's arms and testicles and parade them around before putting them in a glass. The testicles were of course blurred, but the man could be seen writhing in pain. Victor stood up from the bed in disbelief. He watched Alexandria walk closer to the castrated man with a look on her face. It was unmistakable. It was the look of blood lust. Victor's face turned from disbelief to rage as he watched her plunge her rapier into the man's chest. “NOOO!” Victor shouted as he threw his fist through the television screen, causing sparks to fly out onto the floor for a second. Victor could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his breathing had accelerated. Taking control of himself, Victor pulled out his arm from the tv and turned away from it. His head hung low, staring at a spot on the floor. Murderers. Victor thought. The position and occupation of Exorcist was one of righteousness, to protect human kind from the demon horde and lend a hand in fighting against their evil. What he had just witnessed was alike living a nightmare from which his friends had become possessed. It was all inn violation of what an Exorcist was supposed to be. Victor shook his head and looked down at his dusty hand as it formed into a fist. “Murderers!” Victor said aloud. And to see Alexandria take part of their ritual had an unspeakable effect on Victor. The thing Rin and Yukio had died trying to seal away lives in the very hearts of the order they stood for. Three drops of water fell on the carpet by Victor's feet. After a few moments, Victor walked over to the suitcase and opened it once again. He took up the bandana and wrapped it around his forehead and tied it behind his head. His eyes looked ahead at the wall. They looked to be at peace although they spoke of his understanding. Nothing was unclear anymore and Victor had been shown the answer to all his conflicts.
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The tamer’s eyes were closed as he sat on the table and swung his right leg over his left and then raised the glass with the two testicles swirling around in the cup of blood. He looked over at the two familiar that were continuing to eat their food and then he looked over to see Rias had made her exit, it was obvious that she had already retrieved her mission at this point, he wasn’t too shocked that she was on an opposing team, but for her not to enter a battle when she clearly would have the upper hand did manage to peak his interest for a moment. ”Well guess you’re buying dessert next time, huh Lloyd?” he said with a smile on his face as he sat the goblet of testicles down and flipped his hair from his eyes. Ignazio pushed himself down from the table and took hold of his two daggers and began to clean them with one of the white bandanas that had yet been stained with blood. ”So this is the game they want to play at. Whoever gave them orders to attack so suddenly really isn’t’ good at playing chess or giving battle plans; if it were me, I would have sent sharp shooters and waited until after my target had eaten its meal and then had them killed when they were drunk and fat, but this, wasn’t smart at all. A combination of dragoons, knights, and arias, with quick striking weapons and spells, this was preplanned for sure.” Ignazio said as he finished cleaning the knives and slid them back into his shirt. ”Miss. Ferdinand, you didn’t have to get yourself involved, Lloyd and I could have handled this ourselves, you are a guest, and I didn’t want your appetite going to waste, from such movements. Please, forgive me; I’ll make it up to you upon our arrival back to Japan.” he said bowing his head ever so slightly and then raising it. ’That type of assault was more of a test then anything, but seeing how we went directly for a kill, shows them True Cross is willing to kill this year instead of immobilize. So these could just be drones for Nanyo or Seito Academy or maybe even from Second Cross. But then again, for Rias to get up and leave in the middle and not watch it finish, makes this look more like a hit then part of the actual exam.’
Ignazio looked at one of the people recording and waved ”I guess, this means the second exam has begun. Please be sure and show me a good time. Okay? Members of Team Black, I look forward to meeting each and every one of you.” he said giggling and then turning to look at Titus who was talking to a waiter. ”Titus, if you really are still hungry, why not go in to the kitchen and watch your food be prepared, they chop all the meat up back there anyways, and all of the chiefs and staff are demons, so I’m pretty sure you’ve pissed someone off by that last little comment.” Ignazio said as he stepped over bodies and headed to the door. ”Well, I think we’ll call it a night.” he said as he retrieved his Midis card and handed it to the nearby waiter as the transaction began. Ignazio took his card back and then placed his thumb on the pad, authorizing the amount. ”You guys are free to take whatever food with you to go. I’ve had my fill for now.” the tamer said as he started walking towards the door again and soon people began to flood into the restaurant, they were all wearing the seal of the Order and had badges on their clothes showing they were proctors. They men and women began to pick up the dead bodies and pull them outside. ”Lloyd, look. They have cleaners. We don’t have to worry about cleaning up after ourselves.” Ignazio said in amazement and stood there watching as the men and women moved back and forth carrying bodies outside.
”Miss. Ferdinand, I must applaud your work. As beautiful as you are, I never thought a flower could bare fangs like a lion. Perhaps there is more to you then you lead on. That smell of dirt and sewer water running with blood is stronger than I thought. Maybe you are like us after all. So far into the dark, the light can’t reach you and your blonde hair anymore. I wonder what Victor would think if he was here?” he asked smiling as he continued to watch the cleaners take care of the bodies and the bloodstains and even the floating testicles in a cup.
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Combat
This section is where all subtractions towards Ignazio’s Qi will be located. As well as any uses of his Inventory and a summary of what he used it for.
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When the fight had officially begun, Ignazio had made the preemptive strike before any of the people who wore their white bandanas on their person. But, the speed in which he had done so was fast enough to catch a majority of their attackers off guard and completely unaware. Despite the meisters that Ignazio wielded in combat and in his daily life, his speed was something entirely different. The Knight and Fighter classes were among the fastest meister types, yet Ignazio Barthomeloi's speed easily rivaled any belonging to either one of the classes. It was not that Lloyd could not keep up with every one of the male's movements, it was more like watch every precise movement of the male's knives were something of a struggle. When his movement had ended, he was holding something and until it actually fell into Ignazio's glass, he had no idea what to make of it. That is to say, until the male who they belonged to released a gut wrenching scream and blood soon began to leak out from where his man jewels once were. The glass slowly filled with the male's blood and as Lloyd shook his head slightly, his familiars simply ate as though nothing was going on. "Miss Ferdinand is correct. Those who would attack us without us wearing something that warrants an attack is unforgivable. " While he could understand why the male was screeching the way he was, the noise he was making was rather annoying and quite frankly something that he wanted to stop. Fortunately enough, when Alexandria went to move it seemed like she would be the one to stop the noise as her rapier plunged into the male's chest.
"I find it hard to believe that you did not guess the entire test. Your words made it seem like you had guessed the instant in which you saw the test. As the little cat would say, you are a guess-er?" To his question Celebron lifted his head from his plate for a moment in order to hold his paw in the air as a means of showing that he had gotten the word correct. Turning, Celebron stopped momentarily in order to watch the remainder of the fight. When Alexandria had entered the fight, he watched closely how she moved with a rapier. While not his preferred type of blade, he never knew when the need to wield one would ever arise. As such, he would learn as much as he could in the short time presented to him. One by one, those who had dared to challenge them were falling before Alexandria's blade. Her movements seemed almost like a dance, and quite frankly, despite the blood being shed, it was rather beautiful to watch. That is to say, until she pulled her self away from the battle itself. To her words, Lloyd simply smiled before nodding his head. "As you wish, milady." A male wielding a large buster sword soon came sprinting at Lloyd, and as he got closer, Lloyd took hold of a fork that had been lying on the table. Running forwards to meet the male, he quickly dropped to his feet to avoid the male's swing, and before the male could bring his arms back or maneuver his legs to get away, Lloyd pushed upwards with the fork, jamming it directly into the male's throat. The buster sword soon fell onto the ground besides Lloyd as its former wielder went to grab at the fork in his throat. "I would not touch that if I were you..." Needless to say, the male did not listen. With the removing of the fork, blood spewed out as his lifeless body fell to the floor.
Those that remained were rather upset now as Lloyd placed his hands along the large sword's grip. Buster blade's were rather large, and seeing as it as almost as tall as Lloyd, another non-preferred weapon choice. Fortunately, most blades were a quick study, and when another tack by a bladed male came at him, the buster sword was hefted from the ground and swung in a large arc, cutting down various individuals before his swing came to an end. Putting the sword down for a moment he went back to grab an array of forks and knives before throwing them at the others who had dared to get closer to him. "Now that's not very sporty Ignazio. Her help is fine, besides..." Lifting the sword higher, he quickly launched it towards the doorway were the remaining fighters were trying to escape. When it landed in one of their backs, Lloyd walked forwards to allow himself to be circled. "...I got to see Miss Ferdinand wield her blade today. I'm very impressed. If people are here to clean my mess, then I do not have to worry about making a bigger one. Excellent." As the circle began to get smaller, Lloyd knelt down while keeping his hand placed nicely along Durandal's hilt. The instant in which all who comprised the circle took their next step forwards, Lloyd's blade was unsheathed, and any who could keep up with his movements would only see his blade move into multiple directions near those who would attempt to do harm to him. Sliding through the circle itself, he made his way back to Ignazio before speaking again. "I wonder what he would think. I am almost sure that his view on us is something more than what has transpired here. Any last words for them?" All those who formed the circle remained motionless as Lloyd gripped Durandal's sheath slightly. The instant in which Lloyd sheathed his blade, their bodies split apart into two pieces.
Breathing out calmly he looked to his familiars who had finished his meal before turning to Alexandria. Those who had been recording could only stare in disbelief at the monsters who stood before them, and soon enough, things were slowly starting to return to normal as the recording devices were turned off. "Regardless of what Victor may think, I doubt he was able to see this. In any case Miss Ferdinand, I must ask that in the future you teach me your Rapier technique. It is quite a sight to behold." Smiling once more, he stretched his arms out before waiting for a response.
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Waiting patiently for her answer and continued to make eye contact with the blonde female. There was hesitation after the question was asked and the two only exchanged looks, no words. perhaps her question confused the young exorcist in training. Akemi didn't see why, it was a rather easy question, a simple answer would have sufficed. However, Alexadria wasn't given the chance as their conversation was interrupted by a screaming woman followed by the sound of shattering glass. Her locked gaze broke off the female and over to where the sound was coming from. She remained in her seat as her curious eyes watched the flood of teens burst into the restaurant. They were bearing a white bandana and revealed Ignazio as the "Black King."
Of course Ignazio had a smart comment about the fight that was getting ready to unfold and had only angered the male. A gun was fired, filling the air with the sound of a firing weapon. men and women screamed at the thought of being killed in the cross fire. Other's would break out their smart phones and record the event. As Ignazio made his move he shook the table, knocking over her glass of wine that rested on the table in front of her. Akemi could see the glass falling over in slow motion. She tried to stand up out of her seat to miss getting wine spilt on her but she wasn't fast enough. The wine spashed out of the glass and ran down the table cloth, staining her shirt with the a lovely maroon red. While Llyod and Ignazio handled the boys running into the room Titus had mentioned to the server about his steak. The female had jumped into the fight along with the two tamers, but Akemi however stayed out it. She knew very well that Ignazio could handle himself, and would have a fit if someone was to swoop in and try to be a big hero. some could say he was a bit of an attention hog. Akemi stood in her place with her shirt soaked and her arms dangling.
She watched the fighting from afar. There was a great deal of blood and goer. If there was any small children in the area, why should quickly look away. some of the guests have fled from the area and by the time it was all over there was blood everywhere. Her fellow true cross members started to complement each others handy work. The fighting had begun and their targets have been made. those who were inside the restaurant still don't even know what team they were on yet, and the frustrating part was that Akemi did not have her weapons with her at the moment. Being that the first exam was written she did not thing she would need to bring her fire arms."Our time here is over." Akemi stated alloud for all to hear. "They will wait no longer for us to finish our meals. We have no idea on what teams we were placed on yet. with the exception of Mr. Barthomeloi, who was deemed the Black King." Even though the resturant was a mess Akemi still pushed in her chair before turning back to the group." It would be best if we discover what team we are to represent."
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ 3/3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ 3/3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ 1/1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ 3/3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ 1/1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x3 =30 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
Turning his head and looking over at Lloyd after his odd request to Alex, Ignazio cocked his head to the left. ”Doesn’t your older brother use a rapier? I mean, where else do you think I learned how to use a sword?” Ignazio said placing his hands on his hips before walking towards Lloyd and then sighing after hearing Akemi speak, for some reason, he was becoming less and less pleased with the girl, for someone that was supposed to be a demon Queen one day, she was acting more and more human, and that alone made her an eye sore to the Barthomeloi heir. Ignazio turned and looked at her with his death stained eyes, almost as if he wanted to kill her along with the men and then closed his eyes before looking away. ”Being angry about a little spilled wine isn’t going to make this any easier. I thought I made this clear to you before; I’ll kill anyone that gets in my way, and they got in my way. You want to cry over something like clothes, then you shouldn’t be in this line of work, or these exams. Go home and cry to your mother Akemi Yogatoshi! No one here is going to feel sorry for you, I CERTAINLY won’t hold back, you cross my path and you’ll be slain just like everyone else.” Ignazio barked before regaining a peaceful smile on his face ”At any rate, you’re right, I’m going to head back first, I have a feeling this might only be the beginning and staying in one place for me would only attract more trouble.” Ignazio said as he slid his hands into his pockets and then turned and smiled as he headed towards the door. ”If you guys need me, I’m on the top floor, 1015. That’s one, zero, one, five. I’ll accept any challenger, but just know I’ll show no mercy just like I’ve done today. Be sure to watch yourselves and my team now.” Ignazio said as he walked out of the door way and made his way down the streets in the heavy darkness that had clinched onto the buildings and alleyways. Ignazio looked both ways before he took a powerful leap and his body vanished. The male reappeared on top of the roof of the restaurant and then started to walk across the rooftop before his body vanished once again and he appeared on a distant roof. Ignazio continued to do this, as he ran across the rooftops, using his great speed to his advantage and to lower the distance between himself and the hotel.
Upon reaching the final building, Ignazio took a leap and soared through the sky for a second. The full moon behind him as his blood stained clothes glittered in the light. Ignazio’s body once again vanished and he appeared on the pathway to the hotel between a group of contestants coming back from dinner. ”Man, that was boring” Ignazio said as he entered the hotel, walking pass the front counter and to the elevator. Ignazio pressed the up arrow and began to wait for the elevator to reach the ground floor. Upon reaching the ground floor, the elevator made a ping sound before the doors opened. Ignazio stepped inside and found no one within it and pressed the tenth floor. With the doors closing and soon seal completely before moving up to his floor.
Moments within the metallic box caused the male to slip into a trail of thought but soon was brought back to reality after the door opened. Ignazio opened his eyes to find himself on the tenth floor. With the floor seeming empty, the male stepped out of the box and entered the hallway. Turning his head to look both ways, the tamer checked the hall before stepping completely out to what could be a trap. There were some whom were trained in the art of Qi so well that they could hide their presence, even from him. Ignazio sighed and entered the hall and made his way to his room. Sliding the card key from his pocket and placing it into the door, it unlocked itself. Ignazio removed the card and placed it back into his pocket and opened the door and entered his hotel room. He found a black briefcase in the middle of the room next to the bathtub. Ignazio shook his head as he closed the door behind him and it locked itself with the metallic and computer generated lock. Walking towards the briefcase Ignazio sat down on the edge of the bathtub and waved his hand over the control. A blue device appeared with different settings. Ignazio input the settings for a typical hot spring and the water began to bubble and boil causing a light steam to cover the base of the room.
The male removed his clothes and then entered the tub and opened the briefcase after his lower half was submerged. Taking out the crystals that were dangling from strings, he looked at their royal colors and smirked before allowing them to hang from his neck. Ignazio then looked at the black bandana and mission he was given along with the black burner phone. Ignazio had no real intention of using the cell phone unless absolutely necessary. After reading the name of the enemy leader Ignazio leaned back into the water and tossed the paper behind him. ”How ironic.”
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Combat
This section is where all subtractions towards Ignazio’s Qi will be located. As well as any uses of his Inventory and a summary of what he used it for.
The Austrian picked up her napkin; it was still clean, unsullied by the blood bath that had transpired. Lifting her blade up from the ground she wrapped the fabric around the swords’ lean blade wrapping her hand around the napkin as she pulling the napkin up the long edge of the blade. The blood of her victims being slowly wiped off. Her olive gaze remained transfixed on her sword, carefully making sure to clean all of the blood from the elegant blade. As she finished her work she sheaved the rapier once more, looking back up to the tamer. His gaze was also transfixed, but on the blood of the room, the balls of the deceased that lay in a goblet of blood. It was truly a morbid sight for those who had been watching the events on T.V. but it didn’t faze the Austrian- a similar scene had changed her path years ago.
The Barthomeloi heir’s words changed subject from addressing the fair sizes task force that had been sent to kill him to addressing the doctor. How she shouldn’t have gotten involved- how he would make it up to her. The pale haired doctor only smiled, “Mr. Barthomeloi, you’ve nothing to make up to me. I wasn’t going to sit back and allow you to have all the fun.” She responded as she licked the blood off her bottom lip. Alexandria could hear Lloyd begin to speak; elated by the fact he’d be able to make a mess with those who still stood around foolishly. It seemed some wanted to die tonight.
What Alexandria would watch from her place on the other side of the table surprised her, Lloyd just impaled and killed someone with.. a fork. A fork! ‘What a shameful way to die… And then he takes your sword..?’ She thought to herself as she observed his next movements- clean sweeps of the large sword before throwing the hefty sword at the few who ran, cutting one down in his place. The knight was then surrounded and he withdrew his own sword, the movements of the cuts where blindingly fast but obviously precise. It was impressive swordsmanship. He had made his way towards the tamer before the bodies of those who surrounded him broke in half- quite interesting to watch.
Her gaze shifting to the table they had previously sat at- searching for another napkin or something similar to wipe the blood from her face. Ignazio’s words shifted, projecting his voice as if to speak to a larger audience. The Austrian could only guess the boy had begun to speak towards one of the cameras. A greeting and his announcement of the exam’s beginning. ‘We are likely the first to shred blood for this exam. Shame the exam isn’t simply about who happens to get the highest head count. I’d enjoy that.’ The doctor thought to herself as she saw another relatively clean napkin. She was in luck today it would seem. Walking to the far end of the table the girl quickly picked it up and wiped her face of blood. Alexandria quietly listened to the words of the knight and the tamer, they both brought up concerns over what Victor would say about her ruthlessness. Alluding to her decision to kill instead of attempting to heal the ringleader’s extensive wounds, a faint curiosity crossed the doctors mind- wondering if Victor may have actually thought the boy would live if she had tried... Even with intervention he was better off dead. But she wasn’t unlike a wolf in sheep’s clothing, a monster that enjoyed the thrill of a kill. She knew her decision to kill him wasn’t based in mercy- but blood lust. Ignazio’s comments about her ruthlessness was more interesting- she could only wonder if she was so similar to him.. For the young doctor it remained to be seen, a test of time and fate. But the Austrian only smiled at the words said, “Perhaps so. But if he has issues with a little blood lust and bodies dropping to the ground from my blade then he isn’t worth my time.” She said simply.
“Sir Lloyd, there may yet be a time for me to show you some techniques. But you’re a natural- if we face each other tomorrow you may learn all you want to know.” Alexandria said to him, as she looked back to Akemi- the girl seemed a bit upset about some spilled wine. ‘Really.. While those of us who just mercilessly killed about two hundred people… Your concerned about a wine stain..? How selfish can you be… And whiny too…’ she thought to herself as she reflected on the previous words spoken by the dark haired girl. Alexi only shook her head, silently listening to the tamers words. He had a point, should they have to fight- she for one wouldn’t hold back. A show of weakness was a death wish- one the Austrian would gladly grant.
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The barthomloi's reaction had shocked her. There was only one other time that he had talked to her the way he did, and that was just before he picked a fight with Alaric. He's mood had shifted drastically from who he was a few seconds ago. 'My clothes?' she thought to herself. the thing about the brown haired tamer was that he wasn't all bark and no bite, he meant what he said with every cell in his body. This angered the young dragoon. Just moments ago, she was just telling herself how she didn't know if she could kill her so called friends. And here Ignazio was, threatening her own life. she could feel her blood boiling over the harsh words he spoke to her. And it didn't help to see the face of judgment Alexandria held."You think clothing were my motives to leave? I thought you knew me better than that Mr. Barthomeloi." Her only comment to the boy as he turned to walk away and leave the building. She wasn't about to try and defend her actions, as she felt there was no need to explain herself. It was silly for her to suggest them to leave in consideration of everyone else's safety only to be yelled out, then only to be talked to like a child. Perhaps it was the way she said it, or maybe he was just like everyone else. She won't make that mistake again. After the departure of the tamer Akemi took her leave as well. She made no eye contact with anyone nor any physical contact. Her body temperature had surely risen due to her anger and frustration with the boy she once considered her friend.
her walk to the hotel was quite and a nice calming trip. Her mind had begun to clear and her thought process was becoming more clear and focused. While in the elevator to get to her room his word rung in her head. "Go home and cry to your mother Akemi Yogatoshi! No one here is going to feel sorry for you, I CERTAINLY won’t hold back, you cross my path and you’ll be slain just like everyone else." Clinching her teeth together she."Such disrespect." Then a ding rung as she arrived on her floor and she walked out. walking half way down the hall she made it too her room and unlocked it with the key. The door slammed behind her due to it's own weight.
walking into the room there was a suitcase sitting on her bed. for now she would ignore it and she walked over to her own suitcase and picked it up placing it onto her bed. she in zipped it and there were all of her things. Inside was the very outfit she packed to wear during the fighting battles. It consisted of a white shirt, gray skirt, and black leggings with purple diamonds running down the outer sides on each leg. Akemi walked into the bathroom and ran a bath, undressing herself she lowered herself into the warm bath. The warmth of the bath soothed her nerves and calmed her down even more. After about 15 minutes she got herself out of the bath and covered herself with a towel, only to walk into the main room to redress herself in her new outfit that was still neatly folded in her suitcase. Once she was completely dressed Akemi turned to look at the suitcase that was placed into her room by the prompters. She unlatched the hooks and opened it. Inside was a stack of papers, two different colored gems, her bandana, and a cell phone. Reading her paper silently to herself she read who her target was. This couldn't be any better, her target was like it was picked out by the gods themselves. As she continued to read she noticed that it said to not let anyone read her paper and with that she took a step back and the paper went up in a tamed flame. "And the games have begun." picking her bandana out of the suitcase she rolled it up and tied it where her black head band would be placed.
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ 3/3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ 3/3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ 1/1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ 3/3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ 1/1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x3 =30 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
Both Akemi and Alex seemed like they had no problem with his flirtatious personality and they also it didn't seem it phased them much, but he doesn't flirt to get a girl interest he just does it for fun and its a good way to get to know someone. Either way he was glad to hear he could still flirt and it wouldn't bother them. Alaric would even flirt with guys if he knew they would enjoy it or not kill him and if he knew hundred percent that Ignazio liked guys then he would have done that too him, but now he knows, so in the future he will most likely flirt with Ignazio for the sake of fun. Alaric really like that the son of Satan was ready for the second exam. He then let out a laugh when Ignazio told Titus that steak would make him slow during the exam, but they told him he already order steak for him. He laughed even more when the small dog familiar poked at the fact Titus admitted he guess.
Suddenly the window shattered all around them and opened widely, then a large amount females and males enter the restaurant. Alaric noticed that one of the man had a white bandana on him, "So the exam has started and the information of Ignazio being the Black King has leaked somehow, but I guess people will do anything to find out information. There is the possibility that they assume he was the King since he is widely known for his family name. Either way this should be a fun little show,. Alaric took a drink of his wine before he put down the empty glass which was shot when the people started to shoot at them. Alaric moved side to side as he dodged the bullets, his moved like the calm breeze as the bullets passed by him. Compare to the people of True Cross Academy they were like children. He then leap over a few others that tried to attack him with their weapons and they were soon took care of by the others. Alaric watched as he took one of the enemies family jewels, Alaric couldn't help but to twitch at the thought of pain that was going through, he would never wish that on his worst enemies. He moved to the right and then left as he slowly passed by the enemies. He had no desire to fight this bunch since Ignazio, Lloyd, and Alex was taking care of them with ease, so he figured he would get in the way of their fun.
Alaric stood on the side line and watched the female knight, Alex fight. He just let out an impressed whistle, the way she was moving was purely amazing and if he thought she was beautiful before it didn't compare how he thought about her now. "A women who can easily take of her own business, that is a true women." Alaric then took a seat and watched Lloyd in action and he was glad he took the time to watch him. Alaric couldn't believe he could take a man with a fork, "I really need to remember that when I get in a fight at a restaurant," he noted to himself. With every movement Alaric became more and more impressed with Lloyd's ability, "I can see why Ignazio wanted me to learn the way of the sword from this man. I really hope I survive this exam so I can learn from him." It seemed like the fight that had a small army was already put to waste before anyone could really understand what truly happen. Alaric just witness the only three people he would worry about in a battle and they weren't even trying, the young half breed could feel the excitement build up inside him. Was this feeling because of his demon blood? Or did he truly love to fight? Either way he was ready for the exam. The exam started off in a great way if a person weren't excited before they were excited now.
Alaric wasn't bother by the fact that their was dead bodies everywhere or even the fact their was blood. He shook his head when Titus made a big deal about his steak not being cooked, but Ignazio soon replied that he could go to the kitchen and watched them make it. Alaric looked over and saw that Akemi announced she was leaving. From Ignazio words it seemed like the young lady was bothered by the fact of having wine spill on her and then he continued on about how he will kill anyone that gets in his way. Alaric knew how Ignazio felt ever since that training day, even though he knew Ignazio didn't go all out he could feel that the tamer would kill him in a heart beat if he had to. Alaric chuckled as he walked back to the table that was covered in blood and poured himself another glass of wine as Ignazio let everyone know where he was sleeping and welcomed any challenger. Alaric didn't think anyone would be stupid enough to attack the Black King after what happen tonight. Alaric watched as everyone made their way out of the restaurant. He turned back to the table, "Ignazio did say take what is left and since those people came I wasn't able to get my fill." He started to take a few more sushi and put it on his personal plate, he then poured himself another glass of wine. With a few bite of the sushi and big gulp of the wine he placed the plate on the table, he then turned to the staff and smiled, "Thanks for the meal and I hope this won't be any trouble for you to clean. Anyway have a wonderful night." Alaric then made his way out of the restaurant and towards the hotel.
The hotel wasn't far from the restaurant so it only took at least ten minutes to make it to the building. It seemed like the building was dead, he figured it was cause everyone was hiding in their room or running around finding their prey, but Alaric didn't care to hide or find his prey he just wanted to be fully rested so he wouldn't hold anyone back in the exam. He walked up to the elevator and pressed the up button, the doors open and Alaric made his way in before the doors closed behind him, he the pressed the button for his floor and the elevator started to move up. Alaric let out a yawn, "I didn't think I was so tired. Maybe its all the wine I drank," he said before he shrugged his shoulders. The doors open to his floor, he walked down the hall to his room nine hundred and nine, he opened the door and then closed it behind him. He looked into his room and saw that a suitcase was place on the coffee table, "I guess this is for the exam," he muttered as he walked over to the table. He took a seat in front of the suitcase and opened it, there was a lot of different things in the suitcase like a black bandana, but the most important thing was who his team was, his mission, and target. After he read all this he started to laugh, "Oh this is too priceless. Tonight is going to be very eventful." He closed the suitcase and then started to get ready to set out, he didn't want to waste anymore time on today since earlier today was the start of the second exam.
Word Count:1,295 Total Word Count:8,363 Qi Remaining: 72,664 / 72,664 Mobility Remaining: 254 / 254
Yggdmillennia Seal: On Back of Blazer & Vest, and as a small emblem on the front breast.
Lloyd had never been one to point out the obvious. The reason being, the people around him always seemed to do so for him. As long as he had said nothing for just a small amount of time, someone else would come out and state the obvious for him. In the situation they were in, that person just so happened to reveal themselves to be Akemi. For as long as he had known her, which in itself was not a long time, she seemed to be a counter-speaker. An individual that only actually spoke whenever someone said something to her first, or an even occurred that forced her into speaking. Otherwise, she just did not seem like a social person at all. Ignazio's mentioning of his elder brother had caused him to shrug his shoulders slightly. "While the thought of asking Christopher for help crossed my mind, I would prefer to learn from a fellow family member. Seeing as both he and my grandfather have chosen that as their weapon of choice, I do not wish to learn from them. The techniques of someone from outside of my family will serve to help me far better than that of what I can learn within my family, and knowledge that I can attain whenever I truly need their assistance. Now that I think about it, there are many within my family who have used or continue to use rapiers in battle." Finding his napkin on the table, he began to wipe his hands of the blood that had managed to get on his hands. Truly, a sloppy mess. Generally, he could take down opponents without making a mess, or at least, without spilling their blood on himself. Moving the napkin to his face, he began to wipe away the blood that had splattered on his cheeks and along his brow. As he did so, Ignazio had taken to talking rather bluntly to Akemi.
"Lloyd, it wreaks of blood now. I am truly surprised that the big dog has not tried to eat the remains of those poor humans who were stupid enough to make such a challenge." spoke Celebron as he sat still on the table and began to lick his fur in order to clean himself. Sirzcehs released a low growl before Lloyd's hand served to calm the three-headed dog down some. Waving slightly as Ignazio left the restaurant after paying he looked back down to both of his familiars. "Little cat, I only did what I had to do in order to survive. In the same position, if you managed to actually defend yourself, I am sure that you would do the same without regret. I believe the saying among the humans is, survival of the fittest, correct?" Patting the dog demon on its head once, he watched as Celebron stood up and stretched slowly before making his way to Lloyd's shoulder. Sirzechs soon was on the ground stretching out as he relaxed his muscles. Looking towards one of the final bodies that the cleaning team had managed to put back together, he closed his eyes for a moment in order to say a silent prayer. Truly, it all could have been avoided had they not attacked them with the intent to kill. Now however, it was time for him to continue living on. "Regardless of my natural ability, Miss Ferdinand, you wield your blade like a fine Knight. If we are to cross blades with one another, I do not expect you to hold back. We can both learn from each other." Watching as Akemi left the restaurant, he waved off one of the members of the cleaning group who attempted to take the male's buster blade back with them.
Moving over to the large sword, he hefted it out from the ground it had been stabbed into before turning to face Alexandria. "Alright then Miss Ferdinand. I wish you the best of luck, and I will see you again when we are meant to see one another on the battlefield." With a slight bowing of his head, he watched as Alaric made his way past him in order to exit the restaurant as well. Keeping the Buster Blade forwards, he began to leave the restaurant, both his familiars right with him. Their fight had been recorded and undoubtedlly spread across the island like a wildfire. That of course meant that any and all who had seen the fight would probably see he, Ignazio, and Alexandria as threats that needed to be annihilated. No matter, if need be, he would simply let Sirzechs have fun and rampage for a while. When he had finally made it back to the hotel itself, he quickly entered the elevator before making his way to the floor in which he would be staying. For a while after the elevator doors had opened, he remained perfectly still to wait for an attack before stepping out. A quick slide from his card key and a forceful shutting of the door before locking it led him over to his bed. Laying the large blade on the table within the room itself, he quickly removed his shoes before watching as both Sirzechs and Celebron made their way onto his bed. Laying besides them, he breathed outwards before looking at the briefcase in the corner of the room. After a shower, he would check it. Or perhaps, during his shower?
┗ Titus Fulbright ┓ ► Son of Satan ◄ Exwire || Knight || Berserker || Kurthnaga ||
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Titus watched carefully as Lloyd began his assault on his opponents. He had a shocked expression on his face, as he easily dispatched one of the burly members of the foolish party with a fork. 'A FORK? What kind of training did he do?' The young man then watched as the knight simply threw the silverware at the assailants, and then finally, threw the larger sword that the burly exorcist had. Titus turned his whole body, as the knight approached the group, allowing himself to be circled. Carefully, the silver haired male locked his eyes on the young man's sword, only able to see a few slashes. 'Tch, its damn fast...I could barely see that!' That was quite disheartening to the silver haired male, as he knew that if they were to go one on one, the knight would surely gain an accolade for killing the son of Satan during the exam. Unexpectedly, the group of exorcists were split to pieces, as their murderer calmly walked away. A stern expression was attached to his face, as he simply turned back in his seat, and crossed his arms. 'Alexandria Ferdinand. Lloyd Yggdmillenia. And Ignazio Barthomeloi. Dangerous, and definitely not to be trusted from this point on...' The silver haired boy watched, as Ignazio yelled at Akemi, almost as if he were going to kill her on the spot. The only words that replayed in his mind were "I CERTAINLY won't hold back, you cross my path and you'll be slain, just like everyone else." Titus listened to his words, staring out one of the nearby broken windows. The moon, bright and beautiful indeed. Definitely a pretty sight. It caused him let out a slight smirk, as he heard the demon waiter bringing his steak. It looked as good as he imagined, but the whole situation had brought his will to eat in the restaurant down. It reeked of piss, blood, lingering scrotum, and failure. As everyone made their leave from the restaurant, the silver haired boy cut a piece off from the steak, enjoying its flavors. However, no amount of food could lighten the mood given from the start of the second exam. Looking at the waiter again, he sighed. "Could I get this to go with me? I should probably be on my way now." The waiter simply bowed, and took the half breed's steak plate. Sighing, Titus got up, and cleaned up after himself. Before he left, he took a sip of the wine out of the glass that was poured for him, and walked to the front of the restaurant. 'Yup... Bitter all right.'
The silver haired half breed retrieved his steak shortly after he got up, and bowed to the host and server. "Thank you for the meal. Have a good night." He smiled, as he began his walk to the hotel, only to find Alexandria, who had just spoken to Lloyd. "Ah, Miss Ferdinand! Nice meeting you tonight. Goodbye!" The half breed smiled as he bowed, and waved a farewell as he walked away, gripping onto the bag with his steak using his right hand, and gripping the strap of the sleeve bag he was carrying with his left. As he walked, he looked in awe at the moon, unable to see any of the stars in the sky because of the lights of the city. He clicked his tongue, as he returned his gaze forward, headed to his hotel room.
As he entered the fancy hotel again, he walked into the elevator door, and made his stop on the third floor. The young man had reached his room, sighing as he entered. He threw his sleeve bag on his bed, and sat in the seat next to a desk with a briefcase laying on top of it. Slowly, he opened it, taking out its contents. The last thing he took out was a file paper, stating his role in the mission, and his target. Looking at his target, the young man laughed hysterically. Covering his eyes with his hand, he leaned back in his seat, getting a good laugh. "Wow. Fate works in funny ways, doesn't it..." Dropping his hand, he crumpled the paper up, and set it in his suit case. His face was rather stern, and remembering his phone, he picked it up, opening the next message from the exam proctor. He slowly scrolled down the screen, getting every bit of information he could, and smiled. He leaned back in his seat, after setting his phone down on the desk. His gaze was set on the ceiling, and quickly changed to the window. The blinds were closed, causing him to sigh. The half breed went into the bathroom, and began to shower. He scrutinized himself, and even looked at his fluffy tail for a moment. It seemed as if it had a mind of its own, as it waved back and forth. Sighing, he got lost in thoughts of what the outcome of the next day's test was going to be. "Was it...Really alright?..." Looking down at the bathroom floor, he pondered on the fact of killing another human being, and sat down on the shower floor. 'No.. It doesn't matter whether or not its right or wrong. You have a goal; A mission. Don't ever lose sight of that...And we should be fine...' Looking at the shower head, allowing the warm water hit his face, he closed his eyes, and began to think of his goals. If he couldn't pass this exam, then how was he supposed to beat the Lord of Demons? The young man shook his head, and put on a stern face, as he stood up in the shower, with the conviction to do what he had to do.
Wearing: True Cross Uniform Mood: Determined With : No one Post Word Count: 963 Total Word Count: 9782 Number of Stat Points: 94 Mobility: 54/55 Qi: 31,194/31,194
As the soothing water covered the tamer, he drifted deeper and deeper into the large tub until his body was no longer visible. Ignazio allowed himself to be taken by the water and his thoughts of the exam, was he truly going to be the victor, or was it something he just wanted to happen; then the question of why. Why did he have to play a role in this game, his position as King, made him not only a target, but a piece that wasn’t supposed to move, he was basically supposed to guard the base until the last second of the exam, but for him that wasn’t entertaining at all. Soon the male came to the surface and took in the fresh air and began to shake his hair from his eyes, as the wet strands stuck to his face. Soon the male exited the tub and obtained a towel form the bathroom leaving a trail of wet foot prints in the carpet as he walked. Ignazio began to dry himself off in the restroom and used the blow dryer to quickly dry his hair.
After about ten minutes of drying and preparing himself for his undergarments, Ignazio’s bare body came out of the bathroom and walked up the stairs to his suitcases and opened them before pulling out his True Cross Academy Uniform. The crimson suit, customized for all of his weapons and knife rigs in the sleeves. Ignazio first grabbed a pair of tight fitting black silk boxer briefs and slid them over to protect his lower half followed by a pair of brown socks and then the crimson pants. Ignazio continued to dress himself until he noticed that his father exchanged his dress shoes for thigh high combat boots. Ignazio smirked as grabbed the boots and set them on the ground. He too two knives and placed them into the hidden holster on the side of the boots and then he unlaced the boots and slid his feet into them before pulling them up to his thigh and began to lace them tightly. Rising up Ignazio attached his holster for his summoning cards on his hip and then slid a few of his knives behind him into two slots underneath his belt then placed the other within the blazer and into the sleeves of his jacket. Ignazio grabbed hold his talismans next and lined them on both sides of his blazer and closed his eyes as he buttoned the snow white shirt and tucked it into the blood colored pants and obtain a blue tie from his bag and quickly tied it into a bow out of habit, but then he corrected the tie, and gave it a traditional Windsor knot, before pulling it all the way up to his neck. Suddenly a vibration came from his personal cell phone, the words the read across the projected screen that appeared were ‘Dad’. Ignazio smirked and tapped the floating projectile and caused the phone to enter a voice chat mode. Ignazio picked up the phone and placed it next to his ear and listened to the words of his father. ”Ah, I see. So those guys were you work?...Of course not, you should have leaked the information out to at least five hundred of those low lives, I mean I give you the Son of Satan on a platter and you send me low levels without any actual talent…Oh so you did watch, how much did you win?...I see, so does that mean…what…no, of course not, yes, I understand, no survivors…yes sir, I understand. Of course Papa, this whole Exorcist Qualification should just be called a Demon Tournament seeing how the people in charge of it are crueler than any demon I’ve ever met…of course, I’ll be sure to draw out his power…understood, good night.” he said and hung up the phone before tossing it into the suitcase and grabbing his burner phone and placing it into his pocket in its place.
Ignazio soon turned with the blazer jacket open showing off the crimson vest underneath it, he then walk towards the large window facing the city. His cold blue eyes looked at the city covered in moonlight. The warm breeze touching the glass as he looked out brought his eyes to narrow before catching a blaze of his Qi. ”Let’s see who shall claim the most wins in this battle, all of you on team white, or me. For the wager, let’s say…” Ignazio began speaking out to the city as he closed his eyes then opened them and had the demonic grin from before when he slayed the many men and women in the restaurant. ”all of your lives? Now my little prince of Satan what will you do to counter act the power you’ve seen I possess? I wonder?” he asked as he crossed his arms behind his back and began to laugh manically as he walked down the stairs from the bed and towards the door in order to leave his hotel room. Ignazio stopped and grabbed his black bandana and tied it around his right bicep and continued walking towards the door the Satanic grin and drive to slay everyone that got in his way. Leaving his room and the hotel with the dark aura driving him to victory.
•The Ring of the Dark Emperor || Total: [x1] || Remaining: [x1] •Sacred Sutra Talismans || Total: [x40] || Remaining: [x40] •Throwing Knives || Total: [x30] || Remaining: [x30] •Five Pronged Vajra || Total: [x1] || Remaining: [x1]
Combat
This section is where all subtractions towards Ignazio’s Qi will be located. As well as any uses of his Inventory and a summary of what he used it for.
Alaric leaned on the balcony railing as he looked out at the city. His trench coat flapped back and forth as the wind pushed it in all directions. He had a cup of scotch in his hand that he got from the mini fridge, he knew it was expensive, but he wanted to take off the edge since the wine barely did nothing to him. He took a small sip from the glass, his eyes never once looked away from the city. "I wonder is this how you felt during every mission? Did you feel fear, but a excitement at the same time? Were you worry about not making it or did you just block that out?" he asked random questioned as his sky blue eyes stared off, "Father, I wish you could see me pass this exam, but that's not going to happen." He altered his gaze from the city to the star filled night sky, a smirk appeared, "I know you are watching from up there though. I was never hundred percent sure their was a heaven, but I hope there is because you deserve to be somewhere wonderful like that." He took one big gulp from the glass of scotch and walked back inside the hotel room, he placed the glass on the table.
He walked over to the suitcase and opened it once more. He started to take stuff out of the suitcase like the jewels they were suppose to carry and the cellphone that was given to them. He took out the black bandana, he then proceed to tie it around his neck, so it was visible to others. He once again checked if he had all his equipment, which of course he did since he never took them off. He turned to look out the windows, "I wonder how many lives will be taken on this island tonight?" he asked himself before he made his way towards the door. Alaric reached for the door knob, but stopped his hand just floated over the knob, he knew when he opened this door he was going to walk out into a war zone. He closed his eyes before he took a deep breath, "You are going to get through this and go on to the next phase of the exam and then you will pass it. There is no need to worry." Alaric had no idea why he wasn't able to open the door, but deep down he knew that he was bothered by the fact he might have to kill someone during this exam, he didn't care about death too much, but that was a different story when it was about another human life. He took another deep breath and opened the door of his hotel.
He closed the door behind and he walked down the hall back to the elevator, he still didn't see many people or even sense them, he figured they were already gone from the building and on there way to their hiding spots like Alaric. When he got to the elevator he pushed the button and with a few dings the doors opened, he entered and pressed the button for the lobby floor, the door closed. Alaric started to crack his knuckles and neck, so he can feel more loose. Alaric just stared at the doors of the elevator until they opened and revealed the lobby, he took a step out and made his way towards the exit of the hotel.
[Exit]
Word Count:586 Total Word Count:586 Qi Remaining: 72,664 / 72,664 Mobility Remaining: 254 / 254
Slowly the True Cross Students began to make their way out of the large restaurant. Some impossibly angry about the small problems they had dragged out others seeming a bit nervous about the exam that had begun. Perhaps beginning to fear for their own safety. It was hard to read the otherwise elated faces that spoke in happy tones and words about being given the opportunity to meet one another. It seemed horribly staged, but Alexi could only nod her head and speak soft words of thanks and passing to her class mates.
The blood from the battle had sunk through her clothes, the stiff thick liquid beginning to stick to her skin as it dried. The pale haired girl could only shake her head, ‘It wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t so humid outside.’ the doctor told herself, her olive gaze raising to view some of the staff who had just begun to bring out the feast that had been previously ordered. “No one left to eat it now. I’d appreciate if you boxed the salad, I’ll take some with me.” The Austrian commented with a faint smile. It wasn’t but a short few minutes later that one of the cuter waiters brought the salad back out in a to-go box, neatly wrapped in a plastic bag with little containers for salad dressing, condiments and plastic versions of flatware. The pale haired girl nodded her head as she took the bag from him and began to take long strides towards the outside world.
Quite a crowd had shown up- the noise and sheer smell of the place was enough to make most curious. The smells of sweat, blood and piss were pretty strong- but the sight of bodies was likely was drove the crowd. Some seemed to cheer her on in her walk. The doctor could only wonder if she had just become some sort of favorite- at least for betting. From the fancy sword work, graceful footwork and more importantly the blood lust she had shown. Alexandria could only offer a faint smile, and raised a lean pale hand up towards them before turning to make her way towards the hotel.
In passing through the streets Alexandria could only be humored by the fact a small bubble of space had been maintained, few drawing near to her because of the blood that stained her clothing- its strong scent clinging to the fair haired girl. But she couldn’t underestimate its effectiveness, as she drew near to the hotel. Pulling the main door open the Austrian walked up one of the nearby elaborate staircases before turning to head down one of the halls. Finding her room it wasn’t put a swipe of a key card to get in.
The room was empty, save the suitcase on her bed. The Austrian couldn’t guess where her roommate may have been but there was a chance they had already left.. after all. The exam had begun, the killing game underway. ‘If it were only that.’ Alexandria thought to herself as she dropped the plastic bag on top of the suitcase before entering the bathroom and stripping of her soiled clothes. With the turning of a few nobs to adjust to her liking the girl only leaned into the wall for a moment as the warm water poured down her body slowly removing the caked blood. The doctors olive gaze shifted around the tub around her, looking at the different products available to try. Only one looked particularly interesting and had the strong scent of lavender. Squeezing some of the clear liquid on to a sponge before working it into a lather. Once all the blood and soap suds had when washed away she emerged from the bathroom with a towel around her waist. And went to pick through her clothing for something clean to wear- changing into another one of her uniforms if only to make herself easier to recognize. Those who had watched what she, Ignazio and Lloyd had done might remember which school they came from rather than the particulars of their face. If it made her a target- so be it. She felt ready for what most could throw her way. Her olive gaze turned towards the suit case on the bed and she took a seat nearby it, quickly opening the container to find a series of interesting objects: A flare gun with a single short, a burner cell phone, a bandana of a white color and a string of gems, and finally a single piece of paper that marked her role in the battles to come. A small smile crossed the Austrian’s lips as she placed the necklace over her head- the pretty gems tucking close to her chest. She then wrapped the white bandana around her neck, careful to tuck the ends under her shirt.
‘Well, this should be fun.’ The Austrian thought to herself as she tucked her instructions once more into the suitcase, storing the container underneath her bed before turning towards the dinner she hadn’t yet had. There was still time to eat, ‘I’ll have to get a move on once I finish my meal.’ Alexandria thought to herself as she poured the salad dressing over the leafy greens and began to stab them with the plastic fork she had been given, devouring the food she had been given.
Word Count: 895 Qi: 15,196/15,196 Mobility: 125/125
Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 9:59 am
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It was time for her to start gathering her things and putting things together for the battle to come. The first thing she did was grab her weapons out of her own bag along with the tools she needed to clean them. the last thing she wanted was for her weapon to just stop working in the middle of the battle this would only hinder her chances of survival, and she didn't plan on dying. Sitting on her bed she took each of her weapons apart with care. First taking out the clip then following with all the pieces she needed to break apart. Once the guns were dismantled she would take the stick that had a fluff ball on the end of it and stuck it inside the barrel. Sliding it up and down she made sure to get every last trace of gun powder and residue before reassembling the guns. When it came time to place the clips back into the base of the gun, she made sure that they all were full and ready to go. she placed each of her guns neatly on the bedding and stood up off of the comfortable sleeping aid and walked back over to her bag and pulled out her holster and buckled it around her waist underneath her shirt. the belt was full of all the things she needed in order to survive with the exception of a few things, and those were inside of the suitcase from the prompters. Walking back to the bed she placed her weapons inside the holsters for each of them.
Turning her attention over to the briefcase she pulled out her two gems. she held both of them in the palm of her hand and they shined in the light, sparkling like a star. These were precious to her for the remainder of the second exam. These things would determine if she would pass or fail. She needed to keep them from other's while also taking some from other participants. Each color of gem had a different value to it. From what Akemi could figure out, at the end of the exam they would total up the value of the gems each person had and that would be their score after the exam. Akemi new she needed to keep them in a safe spot hard for them to reach, the only place she could think of that wouldn't allow them to fall out would be her belt. She had an empty holder because it was too small for anything to fit inside it. That holder would be perfect not only because of the size but because it snapped closed with a button. The gems slid down her fingers as she placed them into the holder and snapped it shut. The only thing left was a cell phone, bottle of water, and a signal flare. Akemi found places for all those things on her belt so her hands could be free to use. Her belt was heavy and uncomfortable but that would soon be her last concern once the action started.
She checked and doubled checked that she had everything cause there was a good chance that she wasn't coming back. she just only hoped it wouldn't be for a few days instead of life. She put everything way and neatly put her bags in the corner of the room and walked towards the door. Her head was lowered now out of self-consciousness but because sheer focus she felt. Her white bandana was as a head band in her hair and she walked out the door to meet her follow team mates. The destination, her designated hide out.
{Exit}
Mobility: 105/105 Qi: 47,827/47,827
Weapons ammo: Right gun: 20/20 Left gun: 20/20 Side gun: 10/10
Equipment Name: Tactical Explosive Set Requirements: None Description: The Tactical Explosive Set is a common set of explosives that is used by most of the members of True Cross. This is a multipack of different explosives that will come in handy in defeating not only demons but some humans whom have allied themselves with Satan. These explosive are military grade so they are highly dangerous to use in a close proximity of oneself. The Tactical Explosive Set comes with Holy Water Grenades, Stun Grenades, Incendiary Grenades, Smoke Grenades, EMP Grenades, Decoy Grenades, Signal Flairs, and Tabun Gas Quantity: ------- [ 3/3 ] Holy Water Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Stun Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Incendiary Grenades ------- [ 3/3 ] Smoke Grenades ------- [ 1/1 ] EMP Grenades ------- [ 2/2 ] Decoy Grenades ------- [ 3/3 ] Signal Flair ------- [ 1/1 ] Tabun Gas Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
Equipment Name: Banishing Bullets x2 Description: These are known as Banishing Bullets, they are made from sacred steel blessed by four of the world’s most virtuous monks, which is the same method in order to create a demon sword but instead of placing the soul of a demon into the steel, the bullets are in a raw purified form laced in holy water and holy wine, which makes them highly dangerous towards low and mid-level demons. Etched into the side of the bullets is a crucifix which binds this hold power together. Demons shot with one of these bullets can lead directly to death because of the high amount of holy energy. They tend to completely destroy the targeted area so it turns to nothing but dust. A shot to the head is fatal for low level Demons while upper level demons might take more than a single shot to kill them with these bullets. If a mid-level or higher demon is shot with one of these bullets are able to resist the holy power for a period of time but the bullet must be removed as soon as possible if they want to survive and start healing. Locations shot with these bullets won’t heal until the bullet is properly removed. Half-Demons are also affected by these bullets but they tend to suffer milder side effects because of their human side but because they are still demons they will feel as if they are being burned alive from the inside out starting from the location the bullet entered the body and will eventually make its way to their hearts. Quantity: --------- [x10] BULLETS (per battle) x5 =50 Respawn Rate: Unlimited – Respawn after battles and your character goes to get more from a store or True Cross.
SIDE ARM WEAPON TYPE: Handgun SIDE ARM WIELD TYPE: Single Wield SIDE ARM MODEL TYPE: Beretta M9 AMMUNITION: 9×19mm FEEDTYPE: 15 Round Magazine ACTION: Semi-Automatic
┗ Titus Fulbright ┓ ► Son of Satan ◄ Exwire || Knight || Berserker || Kurthnaga ||
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After properly washing up and drying off in the bathroom, the young man took out his locked up suitcase from under the bed. He set it in the middle of the floor, and began to take out the things he needed. He put on normal boxer briefs, followed by a black compression shirt. The next things he pulled out was lightweight body armor meant to protect his lower body, and a tight vest of sorts. After equipping the armor, the young man lightly jumped around, to see if he could move properly. Seeing as he could, and put on his newest set of pants, sent to him by his grandfather before he went on the exam trip. They seemed different from other pants, but that was because of the special plating they had riddled within the fabric. Working almost like another piece of armor. The next was his collared shirt, which hid the padded vest rather nicely. It was a dark gray color this time around, instead of the usual white. Looking in the mirror, the young man made sure that his tail was properly hidden, and hid after tucking in his shirt. However, it was slipping out quite a lot, causing him to sigh. "Damn, why can't I get to stay put today?..."
Inside of his suitcase, he reached for a strong cloth, and after taking his tops off, began to wrap his tail in place. He secured the knot, then put his tops back on, one by one, tucking in his undershirt. He never fought with his regular shirt tucked in, and was not planning to in the near future either. Looking at the mirror again, everything seemed to be in place. Next, he took out an all black tie, and quickly made a full Windsor knot. Smiling that he got it straight without the help of his friend Takeru or cousin Tenri, he smiled. However, he remembered that there was no time for such pleasantries as that, and brought on the stern look to his face. He went back to the middle of the room and pulled out a combat belt. It had multiple small holsters, meant for grenades and other weapons. He wrapped it around his waist and put his arms through the two bands it had, before inserting two grenades, three flash bangs, and two smoke grenades into the holster pockets. He closed the pockets up, and clipped the belt, and began to jump around once more. It was rather thin, but still sturdy enough to hold on to the weight of the equipment. There were more empty pockets, but he had to save those for the things he found in the other suitcase. There were two buttons on his left hip, and next to the button was a holster of some sort, big enough to hold the sheathe of a sword tightly.
With the equipment inside, he looked at the bed he was thinking of sleeping in. However, he began to have second thoughts about such luxuries as sleep, remembering that he could be targeted while he slept. Shaking his head, he picked up the sleeve bag, and took out the black sword. 'Kuroken... My mother's blade.' He looked at it with cold eyes, before unsheathing it. It wasn't his first time using the blade, but he had not used it in a while. The black blade glistened with the yellow shade of his room lamp, and blended in with the deep shadows of the room. After observing the blade a little more, he sheathed it. Holding it with two hands, the silver haired boy placed his forehead to the sheathe, as if he were praying to it. 'Watch over me mom...I'll survive and pass... No matter what!' As he lifted his head, Titus placed the katana in the holster on his left hip, and adjusted it to a comfortable position. Seeing that it was snug and secure, the young man walked over to the desk once more and pulled out the water bottle, flashlight, and crystals that he needed for the exam. He put the crystals and water bottle in the empty pockets on the left side of his belt, and the flashlight on the right side. He brought the signal flare, placing it in the only pocket on his backside. The burner he found was placed in his pant pocket, as he had nowhere else to put it. Seeing the white bandanna, he brought it back to his suitcase. The next thing he pulled out were combat boots, which had protective plates in the sides, of his ankles, and some extra padding for comfort. After lacing them up and tying them properly, he put on his blazer, leaving it unbuttoned. Inside of the blazer, it had small pockets at rib cage level, which he placed his throwing knives into. The blazer covered most of the belt, hiding all of his equipment except for his black blade which hung out from his left hip in a diagonal pattern.
The final piece to his outfit; A white bandanna. He tied it around his neck, and made sure it was tight enough where it would not slip off. After tying it, he took one more look at his luggage, seeing the extra clothes, and the other sleeve bag. He stared at the sleeve bag for a little, thinking about taking Kurikara. Suddenly, he shook his head, and slammed the suitcase, and locked it back up securely. He placed the luggage in a new spot in the room, and remembered the crumpled up files he left in the suitcase. Taking the files out once more, he began to rip it up, piece by piece, to small pieces. It was tedious, but it was the only way he could keep anyone from reading it. Sighing, he scattered some of the remains on the floor of the room, and threw the rest in the suit case. He tucked the suitcase underneath his bed, and began his walk out of his hotel room. The young man was on his guard, trying his best to pick out any presences in the hallway, and in the elevator. The stairs were for emergencies only, so there was no point in trying to get out of the hotel through there. As the elevator doors reopened, he headed out the front door, with a cold expression. Looking up at the hotel that glimmer in the moonlight, he smirked, and headed off to his assigned headquarters alone.
Wearing: True Cross Uniform Mood: Determined With : No one Post Word Count: 1083 Total Word Count: 1083 Number of Stat Points: 8 Mobility: 55/55 Qi: 31,194/31,194
