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 Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:58 am
Training Hall V. 2.0
Don't let the title confuse you. The training hall is more of a building than an actual hall. In most cases you need to call ahead of time or have an appointment from a teacher to reserve your own room, but there are also public training rooms around. Classrooms can be found in the West Wing for teachers to give extra lessons, Public training rooms in the North Wing, and private training rooms in the East Wing. In it's East Wing the Private Training rooms are made to fit the following abilities:
No specialization (just a private room)
Fire Manipulation
Water Manipulation
Ice Manipulation
Telekinesis
General Magic
Darkness and Shadows
Weapons Training
Healing
Hand to Hand Combat
Summoning
If we don't have a room for your ability please feel free to contact us about it and we'll see what we can do to accommodate you. Also don't forget to check out our weapons and firing range just off of the North Wing.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:07 am
((sweet first in haha))
Chry walked into the new building, looking around the place, his eyes shining a bit. He'd really never gotten to train in a place this nice in quite a while. Looking over the yellow slip he recieved earlier in the day Chryos headed down the east corridor, he now entering the private room made up for ice manipulation. Standing in the centre Chryos removed his street clothes, he then replacing them with a suit full of weight packs. Forming a few quick seals Chry let out a low humming noise, and a line of clones appeared in front of him, they each wielding a different weapon.
Taking a familiar hapkido stance Chry nodded, the clones taking the cue and swarming him. Fighting hand to metal and sometimes metal to metal Chryos fought off the swarm, his body starting sluggishly, but picking up speed quickly. Eventually he even began using ice attacks, utilizing the ice around him so that he could conserve his own energy
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:16 am
The door to the training hall burst open from the heal of Fera's tall black boots. If it could be possible there would be smoke coming from her ears, lets just say she was a little upset. Her hands clenched a note that had been written in blood. A note that would explain what happened to her father...and it was from her mother. Fera's eyes burned, how could her mother tell her this? She stomped into the shooting range and pulled out her two hand guns. "Die mother!" She muttered under her breath. And with that she tossed up the note and started to shoot it until there was nothing left of it. Her long red hair was over her eyes as she looked down at what was left of the paper.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:21 am
Chry stopped immediately, the wave of clones dissapearing in a puff of smoke. When the smoke cleared the weight suit sat on the groud, Chry walking curiously over to the shooting range, peeking in on Fera, a blank look on his face.
((Kurai Edit: No quoting please.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:31 am
Footsteps reached Fera's ears and she spun around her hair spinning with her towards the door. With her gun pointed at the head of the man in the doorway she said through gridded teeth, "Can I help you with something?" She was not in a mood to be messed with, something had better calm her down soon or she was going to go off like no other.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:37 am
Chry smirked, walking over casually and patting Fera on the shoulder. He taking the opportunity to freeze the ammunition inside of her firearms as to avoid her shooting at him. Nice shot, You're pretty handy with those things huh? By the way, my name's Chryos, have we met before?As he spoke he pointed to the target at the end of the range, the many holes still smoking lightly. Chry's eyes seemed to take on an unnatural glow, a broader smile forming on his face, and he examining the pistols with his eyes, making sure not to touch them, as this girl was obviously on edge.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:47 am
This was not the time. Fera pointed the gun at the man as he walked over towards her. As she was about to give a warning shot her hand started to get very cold and she knew that he had done something to her gun. Oh god I HATE magic! Fera shouted in her mind. "Do I really look like I care right now?" she said harshly to the man. She didn't want to talk to him right now and she really just wanted to make him shut up, so she would. Her heal quickly came off the ground as she shifted her weight and made a rounding motion for his head. Her long white skirt blew close to her leg as it went through the air.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:52 am
Umm....jounin, sorry... Chry's weight shifted slightly onto his toes, he leaning to the side, his body taking on the arc of the kick and it flying effortlessly over his head. You know its not polite to kick people in the head when they're only trying to comfort you fera, although it may not be my place to pry...A white light shown furiously behind Chryos's headband, something behind the cloth and metal apparently delving quietly into Fera's mind. Standing up straight once again Chryos examined the note, he then diving into the reaches of his own mind; this girls face seeming utterly familiar
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 11:06 am
The man dodeged her kick and she landed her foot on the ground behind her so she had her back towards him. "I don't need comfort from the likes of you. And no it isn't your place." Her head snapped to look at him and she noticed the light on his head. Oh great what's he doing now? When he looked into her mind he would only see flashes of hate, darkness, blood, lust and pain...all things givin by her mother. Fera's red eyes looked at the man through her red hair parted only enough to see her right eye.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 11:13 am
Your mother huh? I thought those eyes looked familiar, and you really don't like me very much right now do you, I don't even need this "eye" to see that.Chry removed his headband, a stone eyeball rolling around in his forehead, white energy erupting from it continually. Feeling the girl's immense blood lust Chryos motioned for the door, he speaking to her through her mind. I knew that fiend you hate so once long ago; and you, your hatred will make you just like her if you let it consume you. Don't be a fool, just let it go. I know it will be difficult I too once felt that blood lust, that immense intent to kill; heck, thats what sent me to Hell so long ago. Just tell me! Are you becoming a fiend as well? Chryos's eyes became suddenly serious, he looking with an overwhelming glare upon the poor, hate filled soul
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 6:26 pm
Fera's eyes grew wide as she looked at the man...how could he know her mother? He moved his headband and she glanced up at it then back down at him. "So you are the one who carries the Eye of Chryon. I thought that was destroyed when given to the devil." Her smarts were showing off again. The man's words suddenly echoed in her mind and she had to fight looking up to find where the voice was coming from. Fera's dark eyes suddenly turned seductive and she took a step towards the man before he could leave. Her hand rested on his shoulder as her soft red lips came very close to his ear. "You know nothing of my lust...because you see I do not lust for blood...only lust itself, from others. My hate for my mother has only begun to spike. She has done something that I can never forgive. You see that note I just shot up what from her...she said that she was the one that took my father's life." Fera whispered into the man's ear before she pulled back looking into his normal eyes and turning away from him to go back to the bag of hers that lay on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 6:48 pm
After plucking up her bag Fera placed it lightly over her shoulder before she passed the man in the door and walked out of the training hall. She needed a nice place to sit and think.
(Kurai edit: Carful your cutting close to one-liner))
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 7:08 pm
Really now? That is quite interesting...and yes "this" is the eye of Chryon. Actually, the Devil had it, and I took it...very long ago in fact; and lust for the sake of its self, well that is quite an idea, quite interesting indeed...Chryos walked slowly from the building, he finding a nearby tree and holding up for the evening, a cocoon of ice surrounding his body, thus holding it to said tree.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 3:05 am
Before he knew it, he had wandered in the Training Hall. HE only had his memory to rely on so he did the best thing he could. He turned in the direction of the North wing, and headed to the firing range.
(Kurai edit: Carful your cutting close to one-liner))
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 11:46 am
Once inside the range, he set up a few targets. He went back and grabbed himself some protective glasses and some earplug and fitted them properly. He then drew both of his Desert Eagles and concetrated on the places where each target were. He closed his eyes, toook a deep breath, and pulled each trigger in precise incriments until he was sure he had hit each target.
He opened his eyes and examined each target. 2 of them were hit on the bullseye, 3 pretty close to it, and 1 landing on the outer rings of another.
He wasn't pleases or dissapointed with his results. he set up a few more targets and went at it again.
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