xx»»»xxIt wasn't long before his sight spotted a stray mop nearby an old, metallic bucket; thus he broke gaze with the young lady yet would listen to her reply, even as he made his way across the dojo in order to lay a hand upon these sought out objects -- all that was left now was to find a usable wash brush. So she desired to further her skill set... Nightmare pondered at which angle he should approach her with a response while he withdrew a bare right hand and clasped both bucket handle and mop rod within a tight grip. Would he draw her attention to another teacher, or could this be a potential student of his own? Straightening himself slightly, he studied her own composure with a careful gaze. There appeared to be two chicks upon her shoulders; these were possible signs of softness, or living reasons to strive to endure and defend. Whatever value the pets held to their owner didn't seem to matter to him though as he broke gaze once more and quietly started for the exit. A moment before his departure, however, the professor turned a head toward his shoulder and relieved a final reply. "Walk with me." he invited -- it would be a kind invitation coming from any other teacher, but Nightmare lacked the warmth to portray the slightest bit of such quality and the like. "Grab one of the wooden bokken from the rack, on your way out." and with that, he would wait a second afore departure.
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Posted: Thu May 02, 2013 2:52 pm
Zanko Nerro The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko decided to come to the dojo, cracking his right shoulder slightly as he entered the place. He ended up seeing his teacher and chuckled slightly before he soon called out, "Hey teach, how are ya?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sadly by the man's behavior he was only here to pick up the mop and bucket that was stored at the dojo. Though just as he was exit out, he finally spoke up to her to fallow him. Will he really going help train Mira? It's kinda exciting. The girl reply to go into the dojo to borrow one of the wooden bokken hanging from the rack and brought it with her out. She of course already have one with her, but maybe he is planing for a spare.
Mira fallow the guy right behind him, and then take notice of the red head boy speaking with ground up, calling him teacher with greetings. Is that his student? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Thu May 02, 2013 3:20 pm
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xx»»»xxThis was a sight he didn't expect to see too soon. It appeared that Brash had made it back from the mission he had sent him and two others on, before his departure -- and the boy made it back in one piece too, well done. Still he was far from receiving any compliments from the glacial waters that engulfed any flicker of humane emotion Nightmare would ever be able to emanate. "Brash; I assume you and the others completed your mission. Was the golem... destroyed?" he inquired, glancing momentarily in the boy's direction as he and the two students exited the dojo once and for all. They would be headed in the direction of the classrooms. Given his comment, Nightmare would turn his attention to the girl nearby them and ask of her a more menial question, "What is your name~" he figured an introduction would be best, though he wasn't good at forming such a phrase in any manner near friendly, or comfortable. Yet it need not be comfy for either of them as far as he was concerned -- life here wasn't all about the pleasures of conversation, it was about survival and the strength of your resolve.
[ ooc :: heading out for a bit tonight -- I have a meeting to 'tend, but I'll see you all later, tonight ]
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Posted: Thu May 02, 2013 3:29 pm
Zanko Nerro The Great Flying Swordsman
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"Yeah, we destroyed it....but then Mamoru tried to bury me and Ace in the temple as it was beginning to sink....I kinda want to kick his a** but I can't find him." He told Nightmare as he walked along side with the two. "Oh and nice to meet you girl, my name is Brash." He smiled again as they walked out of the dojo. (Exits)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mira stayed quite as she let the two of them talk among themselves. Hearing weird things like golem and other stuff, but it was non of her business. Asking what they did won't help her understand any better than actually been there. Mira really just want to focus of improving her family skill. When she was ask for introduction, she reply kindly. "My name is Mi-ra from the Yu-ssi clan family. It's nice to meet you too Brash." She also say her greetings to the new boy with a friendly smile. "Also this is Autumn and Summer." She juster her hand to introduce the two chicks resting on her shoulder. Autumn wearing the red scarf wile Summer wearing the blue scarf. They look very happy and fluffy as they all three of them walk out from the area. [Exit] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Razaul entered her dojo and began cleaning it up. It needed some tending to since she had been away. Once it was clean and back to its former glory she drew her blade and began practicing downward thrusts. It was the first exercise in her daily training. She would do this until students arrived.
((Please quote me when you are here. I'm busy with college and unless you quote me I won't know you are here because few people come here. College lets out May 13 so I will have more time then. I still ask that you quote me if you want a reply. Thank you.))
Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 9:00 pm
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Thought(s)- It's calm here With- Believably, no one.
Creasy walked through the doors of the dojo having just arrived at this seemingly God-Forsaken island. People fought here? But it seemed that they did not fight for the ability to protect themselves from the outer evils of the universe, Buddha would be disappointed to see this place; Yet he had his package which was to grant him more power to protect himself. Be this Pandora's box of power? Would it be one that he would regret to open? He breathed out of his nostrils as he closed his eyes in such a manner of inner peace that he could hear the blood flow through his veins, metaphorically speaking. Opening the box he found a syringe saying Mr. Hyde... an odd name for such a power there beith none. Injecting the syringe into his neck he would fall to his knee's, his right hand clasping greatly at the right side of his neck as he shut his eyes in tight pain. What was this pain!?
Creasy, thinking that no one was here he decided to hit up the library. He stood in such a relaxed manner with his brown hair staying in tight tuffs of golden brown locks, his hazel eyes ever diligent, as he walked out of the dojo.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 9:26 pm
Zanko Nerro The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko arrived at the Dojo, seeing as how no one was really here anymore as he cracked his neck. "Seems like I can relax here..." He said softly as he stretched his body out for the time being while looking around to try and find a good spot for whenever he felt like training. He laid down in said spot and relaxed for now with a tired yawn. It seemed as though the Gene-X medicine was making him feel quite narcoleptic.
Incense swarmed around her like a great ethereal dragon, billowing through the silken black strands that cascaded down her shoulders and fell against her back in a calm waterfall. She was poised, rooted in her meditative stance of crossed legs and praying palms. After her chanting, one eye fractionally opened, glancing at the redheaded boy that wondered into to the dojo. He seemed lost, or intrigued, she wasn't exactly sure which. "Can I help you?"
Both eyes flashed open and she offered him a warm smile.
Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2014 11:53 pm
Zanko Nerro The Great Flying Swordsman
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He felt the winds and a strange scent of major incense as he coughed a bit before looking to the black haired woman who looked to him. It seemed her chanting was quiet enough for him to be unable to hear her before he got up and bowed to her. "I wish to train my weapons and martial arts skills."
"What martial art skills are you intending to learn? Weapons? Do you have any prior training?"
Lips pursed, dark brows furrowing slightly over the prismatic eyes that stared him down. He seemed innocent enough, however, she was well aware of some students that have gone rogue.
Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 10:08 pm
Zanko Nerro The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko yawned a bit before he looked at her before he soon stretched his back slightly. "I am intending to learn my next stage of Wrestling, and I have prior knowledge of the Longsword and the Scythe styles." He told her as it seemed he was still quite basic in what most students have intent to learn.
There was a nod, a thoughtful and thorough cognitive conclusion from the two. "Well, as you can see, we do have the best technology for training so that no student comes to harm. Wrestling is not something I have extensive knowledge but I have read it closely. I can share my resources with you and you may use the fiber-optic trainers to finish the skills upon."
Naomi stood, the silk and satin falling like waterfalls over the curves of her anatomy. None of it seemed out of place though, not a wrinkle to be seen. "Here is the collection of books...You may use any of them but be sure to put them back exactly where they came from."
She bowed slightly, locks falling forward and back again.
