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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 4:17 pm
archangel_honor_bound CSSpiderMonkey archangel_honor_bound *stands confidently on the branch of a tree overlooking the training arena, and looks down at you, arms crossed* alright your move !!!!! * flips off of the tree towards you, as I flip around, I do aa flying side kick towards your left shoulder* *stands with arms at sides, watching arch fly toward him "i hope he remembers im a monk..."* *brings up both his arms, catches arch's lower leg(just above the foot) in his hands and throws him back behind me* *Ukemi's from the throwc coming to both his feet at a Diagonal to the grouind. Now behind his opponnent, I kick off against the ground backwards, exploding from the crouched position with both hands out stretched in a full palmed attack as I fly towards Csspidermokey's blindspot* ( keep your balance, your back is always exposed, never present your back like that again, make sure to recover your stance and turn around to face your opponnent, that was a good counter, but a bad choice in judgement ) *braces himself for the hit, which sends him flying. He then stretches out his hands and grabs the ground, pushing off, doing a flip and lands on his feet facing arch, but slides a few feet further back due to the momentum* "Ow, that hurt!" *lowers himself to the ground and sprints towards arch, then attempts to kick arch's feet out from under him while bringing his elbow down on archs chest, pummeling him into the ground, then jumps back, waiting for arch to react (assuming i even managed to trip you, of course wink )
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 5:02 pm
CSSpiderMonkey archangel_honor_bound CSSpiderMonkey archangel_honor_bound *stands confidently on the branch of a tree overlooking the training arena, and looks down at you, arms crossed* alright your move !!!!! * flips off of the tree towards you, as I flip around, I do aa flying side kick towards your left shoulder* *stands with arms at sides, watching arch fly toward him "i hope he remembers im a monk..."* *brings up both his arms, catches arch''s lower leg(just above the foot) in his hands and throws him back behind me* *Ukemi''s from the throwc coming to both his feet at a Diagonal to the grouind. Now behind his opponnent, I kick off against the ground backwards, exploding from the crouched position with both hands out stretched in a full palmed attack as I fly towards Csspidermokey''s blindspot* ( keep your balance, your back is always exposed, never present your back like that again, make sure to recover your stance and turn around to face your opponnent, that was a good counter, but a bad choice in judgement ) *braces himself for the hit, which sends him flying. He then stretches out his hands and grabs the ground, pushing off, doing a flip and lands on his feet facing arch, but slides a few feet further back due to the momentum* "Ow, that hurt!" *lowers himself to the ground and sprints towards arch, then attempts to kick arch''s feet out from under him while bringing his elbow down on archs chest, pummeling him into the ground, then jumps back, waiting for arch to react (assuming i even managed to trip you, of course wink ) *rolls t oa crouched position after hitting you, my red glowing eyes locked square on yours, watching your every movemnt. and then as you approach me, I leap straight upinto the air,your kick passing directly under me As I Aim a forward kick at your face that comes close and into my range from when you leanin fro the sweep kick*
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 5:38 pm
archangel_honor_bound CSSpiderMonkey archangel_honor_bound CSSpiderMonkey archangel_honor_bound *stands confidently on the branch of a tree overlooking the training arena, and looks down at you, arms crossed* alright your move !!!!! * flips off of the tree towards you, as I flip around, I do aa flying side kick towards your left shoulder* *stands with arms at sides, watching arch fly toward him "i hope he remembers im a monk..."* *brings up both his arms, catches arch''s lower leg(just above the foot) in his hands and throws him back behind me* *Ukemi''s from the throwc coming to both his feet at a Diagonal to the grouind. Now behind his opponnent, I kick off against the ground backwards, exploding from the crouched position with both hands out stretched in a full palmed attack as I fly towards Csspidermokey''s blindspot* ( keep your balance, your back is always exposed, never present your back like that again, make sure to recover your stance and turn around to face your opponnent, that was a good counter, but a bad choice in judgement ) *braces himself for the hit, which sends him flying. He then stretches out his hands and grabs the ground, pushing off, doing a flip and lands on his feet facing arch, but slides a few feet further back due to the momentum* "Ow, that hurt!" *lowers himself to the ground and sprints towards arch, then attempts to kick arch''s feet out from under him while bringing his elbow down on archs chest, pummeling him into the ground, then jumps back, waiting for arch to react (assuming i even managed to trip you, of course wink ) *rolls t oa crouched position after hitting you, my red glowing eyes locked square on yours, watching your every movemnt. and then as you approach me, I leap straight upinto the air,your kick passing directly under me As I Aim a forward kick at your face that comes close and into my range from when you leanin fro the sweep kick* *the kick lands directly on my face, leaving a slight imprint of a foot(sandal?) on my face. After being knocked to the ground i instantly roll backwards and get up onto my feet, thn proceed to reach out and grab your arm.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 8:04 pm
*starts practicing ice spells*
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 8:13 pm
noroi_san_ichi *starts practicing ice spells* hey Noroi ^^
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 4:17 pm
He smiles as he walk in wearing his all out battle atire, his armor and black battle rags and boots and metal masks.
You got first move!
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 4:24 pm
Samayou Tamashii He smiles as he walk in wearing his all out battle atire, his armor and black battle rags and boots and metal masks.
You got first move! *walks in, the east wind at my back, blowing whitish pink cherry blossom petals in through the door past me, my long silver hair being blown into the wind carelessly, as I slowly, methodically step into the room, clutching my assortment of blades.* thanks tamashii, glad you could help
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 4:33 pm
okay, first up, Im gong to practice evasion manuevers, so you're on attack Im on defense you're on Offense ( with each post attack me with adifferent move, don't worry aobut it as an actual battle, pretend after every attack and response, we both go back to ready position )
your turn. *assumes a balanced fighting stance with the Petlachaser, both hands firmly grasping the golden dragon -shaped pommel of the Petalchaser, the gleaming white blade shining brightly, the flawless edge reflecting light off of it beautifully*
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 12:44 pm
*stands still, solemly in the center of the arena, his whitish silver hair dancing lazily in the wind as his old, and tattereed Kimono played in hte wind, dancing about in it. the mans eyes were hidden below the wide brim of a bamboo hat, hiding his crimson red, tumoultous burning eyes. he stood rigidly almost rooted to the spot with his left hand was wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of a gleaming white Katana in his midnight black sash the beautifully adorned blade had ornate gold leaf that played about the entre length of the ivory white sheathe, and a golden dragon engraved into the middle of the blade's sheathe was the only dignature along the flawless piece of lethal beautiful art that was the blade. the man stood anxiously, yet calmly and patiently waiting for his opponnent. unmoved by the now powerful gusts of wind that blew by his weather-worn face, and tempted to blow his hat right off of the man's head. his breath metered and controlled, he appeared as a Sentinel to all who wuld have seen him, like a statue, he solemly stayed.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 2:47 pm
archangel_honor_bound *stands still, solemly in the center of the arena, his whitish silver hair dancing lazily in the wind as his old, and tattereed Kimono played in hte wind, dancing about in it. the mans eyes were hidden below the wide brim of a bamboo hat, hiding his crimson red, tumoultous burning eyes. he stood rigidly almost rooted to the spot with his left hand was wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of a gleaming white Katana in his midnight black sash the beautifully adorned blade had ornate gold leaf that played about the entre length of the ivory white sheathe, and a golden dragon engraved into the middle of the blade's sheathe was the only dignature along the flawless piece of lethal beautiful art that was the blade. the man stood anxiously, yet calmly and patiently waiting for his opponnent. unmoved by the now powerful gusts of wind that blew by his weather-worn face, and tempted to blow his hat right off of the man's head. his breath metered and controlled, he appeared as a Sentinel to all who wuld have seen him, like a statue, he solemly stayed.* Leaning back against the enterance walls, a young woman with blood red hair was hiden within the shadows, staring down at the ground deep in thought. Turning her head she noticed her opponent had arrived, and stood patiently waiting for her. Taking a long deep breath, and sighing deeply, she pushed off from against the wall and stepped into the sunlight. Ryukku wore a black happi that was worn like a skirt though another red happi beneath the black was longer than the first. Around her waist was a red obi like belt which held her tessen. Red ribbons had been wrapped around her shins and further down reaching to her ankles. Though above the happi she wore a hooded robe which was black as well; also the robe had kimono like sleeves. Behind her was a dragon symbolized... Stepping into the arena...she turned and faced her opponent. Gliding her hands down to the daisho...she smiled sweetly as she awaited for his move.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:06 pm
Ryukku Sakuma archangel_honor_bound *stands still, solemly in the center of the arena, his whitish silver hair dancing lazily in the wind as his old, and tattereed Kimono played in hte wind, dancing about in it. the mans eyes were hidden below the wide brim of a bamboo hat, hiding his crimson red, tumoultous burning eyes. he stood rigidly almost rooted to the spot with his left hand was wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of a gleaming white Katana in his midnight black sash the beautifully adorned blade had ornate gold leaf that played about the entre length of the ivory white sheathe, and a golden dragon engraved into the middle of the blade's sheathe was the only dignature along the flawless piece of lethal beautiful art that was the blade. the man stood anxiously, yet calmly and patiently waiting for his opponnent. unmoved by the now powerful gusts of wind that blew by his weather-worn face, and tempted to blow his hat right off of the man's head. his breath metered and controlled, he appeared as a Sentinel to all who wuld have seen him, like a statue, he solemly stayed.* Leaning back against the enterance walls, a young woman with blood red hair was hiden within the shadows, staring down at the ground deep in thought. Turning her head she noticed her opponent had arrived, and stood patiently waiting for her. Taking a long deep breath, and sighing deeply, she pushed off from against the wall and stepped into the sunlight. Ryukku wore a black happi that was worn like a skirt though another red happi beneath the black was longer than the first. Around her waist was a red obi like belt which held her tessen. Red ribbons had been wrapped around her shins and further down reaching to her ankles. Though above the happi she wore a hooded robe which was black as well; also the robe had kimono like sleeves. Behind her was a dragon symbolized... Stepping into the arena...she turned and faced her opponent. Gliding her hands down to the daisho...she smiled sweetly as she awaited for his move. *slowly, as if just recently acknkwleging her prescense the man turned and stepped close to her in the center of the arena, his wooden, open toed andals making not the slightest noise as he slowly, meteredly, methodically stepped up to her, the only sound was of the three beautiful blades clanging softly together as he walked. on the right side of his body, held in place within his worn and tattered Obi was the Petalchaser. The long, white ornate blade that accompanied him at all times. the beautiful sheathe was a work of art, that would catch the eye of all onlookers as he passed. it almost looked as if it weren't meant for actual combat due to the ornate sheathe that it rested in. below that sword, was a slightly shorter sheathe. This one much different, yet oddly similar to the other blade, was a beautiful saphirre colored sheathe, down the front leading edge, and wrapping over and around the tip of the sheathe, ran an ornate gold leaf. the sheathe's Suimune's glittering Saphirre sheathe glittered as if made of an uncountable number different, equally beautiful gemstones crushed down into almost dust. it had thousands of facets along the surprisingly smooth sheathe that ran all the way up to the golden dragon-shaped ppommel of the blade that was held diagonally upward, crossing over slightly into the man's stomach, putting it easily at hand. on the opposite side was a single other katana. this blade, equally as beautiful as the others, looked exactly as the Suimune in every way, length, texture, except that this bladewas a fiery ruby red. simply by looking at the blade, you could tell the fiery spirit within, almost daring someone to pullit from its place of rest, this, the Kasamune, was the sister blade of the Suimune. slowly, the man inched toward his opponnent, and a mere four feet away from her he stopped, and ridgidly put his feet together, and bowed low to her, but still keeping his fiery red eyes locked on the girl. As he came back up form the bow, he kept his body erect, the only part of him moving around, was his hair sitl swaying, almost defiantly in the wind.* I am sorry, but in your own interest *he began keeping his face stone still and unmovededly.* I must defeat you *even standing still, he was completely prepared for battle, slowly, his right hand reached for, and wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of the Petalchaser, though he didn t draw it, with his thumb placed against the gleaming gold hand gaurd of the blade and pushed against it gently, the sword singing as it revealed two inches of the gleaming white katana*
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:21 pm
archangel_honor_bound Ryukku Sakuma archangel_honor_bound *stands still, solemly in the center of the arena, his whitish silver hair dancing lazily in the wind as his old, and tattereed Kimono played in hte wind, dancing about in it. the mans eyes were hidden below the wide brim of a bamboo hat, hiding his crimson red, tumoultous burning eyes. he stood rigidly almost rooted to the spot with his left hand was wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of a gleaming white Katana in his midnight black sash the beautifully adorned blade had ornate gold leaf that played about the entre length of the ivory white sheathe, and a golden dragon engraved into the middle of the blade's sheathe was the only dignature along the flawless piece of lethal beautiful art that was the blade. the man stood anxiously, yet calmly and patiently waiting for his opponnent. unmoved by the now powerful gusts of wind that blew by his weather-worn face, and tempted to blow his hat right off of the man's head. his breath metered and controlled, he appeared as a Sentinel to all who wuld have seen him, like a statue, he solemly stayed.* Leaning back against the enterance walls, a young woman with blood red hair was hiden within the shadows, staring down at the ground deep in thought. Turning her head she noticed her opponent had arrived, and stood patiently waiting for her. Taking a long deep breath, and sighing deeply, she pushed off from against the wall and stepped into the sunlight. Ryukku wore a black happi that was worn like a skirt though another red happi beneath the black was longer than the first. Around her waist was a red obi like belt which held her tessen. Red ribbons had been wrapped around her shins and further down reaching to her ankles. Though above the happi she wore a hooded robe which was black as well; also the robe had kimono like sleeves. Behind her was a dragon symbolized... Stepping into the arena...she turned and faced her opponent. Gliding her hands down to the daisho...she smiled sweetly as she awaited for his move. *slowly, as if just recently acknkwleging her prescense the man turned and stepped close to her in the center of the arena, his wooden, open toed andals making not the slightest noise as he slowly, meteredly, methodically stepped up to her, the only sound was of the three beautiful blades clanging softly together as he walked. on the right side of his body, held in place within his worn and tattered Obi was the Petalchaser. The long, white ornate blade that accompanied him at all times. the beautiful sheathe was a work of art, that would catch the eye of all onlookers as he passed. it almost looked as if it weren't meant for actual combat due to the ornate sheathe that it rested in. below that sword, was a slightly shorter sheathe. This one much different, yet oddly similar to the other blade, was a beautiful saphirre colored sheathe, down the front leading edge, and wrapping over and around the tip of the sheathe, ran an ornate gold leaf. the sheathe's Suimune's glittering Saphirre sheathe glittered as if made of an uncountable number different, equally beautiful gemstones crushed down into almost dust. it had thousands of facets along the surprisingly smooth sheathe that ran all the way up to the golden dragon-shaped ppommel of the blade that was held diagonally upward, crossing over slightly into the man's stomach, putting it easily at hand. on the opposite side was a single other katana. this blade, equally as beautiful as the others, looked exactly as the Suimune in every way, length, texture, except that this bladewas a fiery ruby red. simply by looking at the blade, you could tell the fiery spirit within, almost daring someone to pullit from its place of rest, this, the Kasamune, was the sister blade of the Suimune. slowly, the man inched toward his opponnent, and a mere four feet away from her he stopped, and ridgidly put his feet together, and bowed low to her, but still keeping his fiery red eyes locked on the girl. As he came back up form the bow, he kept his body erect, the only part of him moving around, was his hair sitl swaying, almost defiantly in the wind.* I am sorry, but in your own interest *he began keeping his face stone still and unmovededly.* I must defeat you *even standing still, he was completely prepared for battle, slowly, his right hand reached for, and wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of the Petalchaser, though he didn t draw it, with his thumb placed against the gleaming gold hand gaurd of the blade and pushed against it gently, the sword singing as it revealed two inches of the gleaming white katana* Amethyst eyes locked upon him, watching him slowly walk towards her. She stood her ground as her fingers twirled around the laces that were tied around her black glossy sheathe...beside her katana was a wakizashi. It was similar to the katana but it was shorter in length; like the mini version of her blade. Ruby strands of hair swayed gracefully to one side as the wind blew. Ryukku's smile grew wider as he bowed to her...she also bowed back in return, though keeping her eyes locked onto him.
Her eyes followed his hand as he reached for his katana. Taking her stance now, she bent her knees and spread her feet apart some as she prepared herself. Ryukku couldn't help but watch as his silvery strands sway some...oh how it reminded her of him...She slowly shook these thoughts out from her mind as she tried to focus once more. Moving her hand toward the hilt, she gripped the hilt of the katana as she clicked it free from the sheathe..and slowly she drew it out. Afterwards, she imediately dashed out towards him in almost like a dive. But then pushing herself up, she drew out her blade and slashed upward aiming for his chest as she rose.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:34 pm
Ryukku Sakuma archangel_honor_bound Ryukku Sakuma archangel_honor_bound *stands still, solemly in the center of the arena, his whitish silver hair dancing lazily in the wind as his old, and tattereed Kimono played in hte wind, dancing about in it. the mans eyes were hidden below the wide brim of a bamboo hat, hiding his crimson red, tumoultous burning eyes. he stood rigidly almost rooted to the spot with his left hand was wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of a gleaming white Katana in his midnight black sash the beautifully adorned blade had ornate gold leaf that played about the entre length of the ivory white sheathe, and a golden dragon engraved into the middle of the blade's sheathe was the only dignature along the flawless piece of lethal beautiful art that was the blade. the man stood anxiously, yet calmly and patiently waiting for his opponnent. unmoved by the now powerful gusts of wind that blew by his weather-worn face, and tempted to blow his hat right off of the man's head. his breath metered and controlled, he appeared as a Sentinel to all who wuld have seen him, like a statue, he solemly stayed.* Leaning back against the enterance walls, a young woman with blood red hair was hiden within the shadows, staring down at the ground deep in thought. Turning her head she noticed her opponent had arrived, and stood patiently waiting for her. Taking a long deep breath, and sighing deeply, she pushed off from against the wall and stepped into the sunlight. Ryukku wore a black happi that was worn like a skirt though another red happi beneath the black was longer than the first. Around her waist was a red obi like belt which held her tessen. Red ribbons had been wrapped around her shins and further down reaching to her ankles. Though above the happi she wore a hooded robe which was black as well; also the robe had kimono like sleeves. Behind her was a dragon symbolized... Stepping into the arena...she turned and faced her opponent. Gliding her hands down to the daisho...she smiled sweetly as she awaited for his move. *slowly, as if just recently acknkwleging her prescense the man turned and stepped close to her in the center of the arena, his wooden, open toed andals making not the slightest noise as he slowly, meteredly, methodically stepped up to her, the only sound was of the three beautiful blades clanging softly together as he walked. on the right side of his body, held in place within his worn and tattered Obi was the Petalchaser. The long, white ornate blade that accompanied him at all times. the beautiful sheathe was a work of art, that would catch the eye of all onlookers as he passed. it almost looked as if it weren't meant for actual combat due to the ornate sheathe that it rested in. below that sword, was a slightly shorter sheathe. This one much different, yet oddly similar to the other blade, was a beautiful saphirre colored sheathe, down the front leading edge, and wrapping over and around the tip of the sheathe, ran an ornate gold leaf. the sheathe's Suimune's glittering Saphirre sheathe glittered as if made of an uncountable number different, equally beautiful gemstones crushed down into almost dust. it had thousands of facets along the surprisingly smooth sheathe that ran all the way up to the golden dragon-shaped ppommel of the blade that was held diagonally upward, crossing over slightly into the man's stomach, putting it easily at hand. on the opposite side was a single other katana. this blade, equally as beautiful as the others, looked exactly as the Suimune in every way, length, texture, except that this bladewas a fiery ruby red. simply by looking at the blade, you could tell the fiery spirit within, almost daring someone to pullit from its place of rest, this, the Kasamune, was the sister blade of the Suimune. slowly, the man inched toward his opponnent, and a mere four feet away from her he stopped, and ridgidly put his feet together, and bowed low to her, but still keeping his fiery red eyes locked on the girl. As he came back up form the bow, he kept his body erect, the only part of him moving around, was his hair sitl swaying, almost defiantly in the wind.* I am sorry, but in your own interest *he began keeping his face stone still and unmovededly.* I must defeat you *even standing still, he was completely prepared for battle, slowly, his right hand reached for, and wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of the Petalchaser, though he didn t draw it, with his thumb placed against the gleaming gold hand gaurd of the blade and pushed against it gently, the sword singing as it revealed two inches of the gleaming white katana* Amethyst eyes locked upon him, watching him slowly walk towards her. She stood her ground as her fingers twirled around the laces that were tied around her black glossy sheathe...beside her katana was a wakizashi. It was similar to the katana but it was shorter in length; like the mini version of her blade. Ruby strands of hair swayed gracefully to one side as the wind blew. Ryukku's smile grew wider as he bowed to her...she also bowed back in return, though keeping her eyes locked onto him.
Her eyes followed his hand as he reached for his katana. Taking her stance now, she bent her knees and spread her feet apart some as she prepared herself. Ryukku couldn't help but watch as his silvery strands sway some...oh how it reminded her of him...She slowly shook these thoughts out from her mind as she tried to focus once more. Moving her hand toward the hilt, she gripped the hilt of the katana as she clicked it free from the sheathe..and slowly she drew it out. Afterwards, she imediately dashed out towards him in almost like a dive. But then pushing herself up, she drew out her blade and slashed upward aiming for his chest as she rose.*as she approached, Arch took one carful step back, his movements in perfect synch,he drew the Magnificent gleaming white Petalchaser from its sheathe in one fluid move. the beautiful white blade erupted frtom its sheathe as he crouched low, gaining his balance and using the retreat step to gain some room. Attacking from the sheathe in the Iaiado attack. Attacking horizontally towards her, the two blades intercepted, with a loud cling, a small flash could be seen, and almost felt as the two blades collided. the Iaiado strike's higher speed and power easily knocked her blade aside, due to the reaction of the sheathe and blade, and without following through the strike,the blade stayed forward and in the same place it had struck against hers, and then Arch, bending his knees to keep his balance, advanced with one step as h brought the blade parrallel to the ground, andacross in front of his face, where he grasped the pommel with both hands, and slashed horizontally towards Ryukku's chest, devoting his entire body into the strike, he lunged forward powerfully as he swung from her right abdomen to her left.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:39 pm
*walks into the battlefield and finds a nice safe spot to sit on the ground and observes the fight*
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:46 pm
archangel_honor_bound Ryukku Sakuma archangel_honor_bound Ryukku Sakuma archangel_honor_bound *stands still, solemly in the center of the arena, his whitish silver hair dancing lazily in the wind as his old, and tattereed Kimono played in hte wind, dancing about in it. the mans eyes were hidden below the wide brim of a bamboo hat, hiding his crimson red, tumoultous burning eyes. he stood rigidly almost rooted to the spot with his left hand was wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of a gleaming white Katana in his midnight black sash the beautifully adorned blade had ornate gold leaf that played about the entre length of the ivory white sheathe, and a golden dragon engraved into the middle of the blade''s sheathe was the only dignature along the flawless piece of lethal beautiful art that was the blade. the man stood anxiously, yet calmly and patiently waiting for his opponnent. unmoved by the now powerful gusts of wind that blew by his weather-worn face, and tempted to blow his hat right off of the man''s head. his breath metered and controlled, he appeared as a Sentinel to all who wuld have seen him, like a statue, he solemly stayed.* Leaning back against the enterance walls, a young woman with blood red hair was hiden within the shadows, staring down at the ground deep in thought. Turning her head she noticed her opponent had arrived, and stood patiently waiting for her. Taking a long deep breath, and sighing deeply, she pushed off from against the wall and stepped into the sunlight. Ryukku wore a black happi that was worn like a skirt though another red happi beneath the black was longer than the first. Around her waist was a red obi like belt which held her tessen. Red ribbons had been wrapped around her shins and further down reaching to her ankles. Though above the happi she wore a hooded robe which was black as well; also the robe had kimono like sleeves. Behind her was a dragon symbolized... Stepping into the arena...she turned and faced her opponent. Gliding her hands down to the daisho...she smiled sweetly as she awaited for his move. *slowly, as if just recently acknkwleging her prescense the man turned and stepped close to her in the center of the arena, his wooden, open toed andals making not the slightest noise as he slowly, meteredly, methodically stepped up to her, the only sound was of the three beautiful blades clanging softly together as he walked. on the right side of his body, held in place within his worn and tattered Obi was the Petalchaser. The long, white ornate blade that accompanied him at all times. the beautiful sheathe was a work of art, that would catch the eye of all onlookers as he passed. it almost looked as if it weren''t meant for actual combat due to the ornate sheathe that it rested in. below that sword, was a slightly shorter sheathe. This one much different, yet oddly similar to the other blade, was a beautiful saphirre colored sheathe, down the front leading edge, and wrapping over and around the tip of the sheathe, ran an ornate gold leaf. the sheathe''s Suimune''s glittering Saphirre sheathe glittered as if made of an uncountable number different, equally beautiful gemstones crushed down into almost dust. it had thousands of facets along the surprisingly smooth sheathe that ran all the way up to the golden dragon-shaped ppommel of the blade that was held diagonally upward, crossing over slightly into the man''s stomach, putting it easily at hand. on the opposite side was a single other katana. this blade, equally as beautiful as the others, looked exactly as the Suimune in every way, length, texture, except that this bladewas a fiery ruby red. simply by looking at the blade, you could tell the fiery spirit within, almost daring someone to pullit from its place of rest, this, the Kasamune, was the sister blade of the Suimune. slowly, the man inched toward his opponnent, and a mere four feet away from her he stopped, and ridgidly put his feet together, and bowed low to her, but still keeping his fiery red eyes locked on the girl. As he came back up form the bow, he kept his body erect, the only part of him moving around, was his hair sitl swaying, almost defiantly in the wind.* I am sorry, but in your own interest *he began keeping his face stone still and unmovededly.* I must defeat you *even standing still, he was completely prepared for battle, slowly, his right hand reached for, and wrapped around the golden dragon-shaped pommel of the Petalchaser, though he didn t draw it, with his thumb placed against the gleaming gold hand gaurd of the blade and pushed against it gently, the sword singing as it revealed two inches of the gleaming white katana* Amethyst eyes locked upon him, watching him slowly walk towards her. She stood her ground as her fingers twirled around the laces that were tied around her black glossy sheathe...beside her katana was a wakizashi. It was similar to the katana but it was shorter in length; like the mini version of her blade. Ruby strands of hair swayed gracefully to one side as the wind blew. Ryukku''s smile grew wider as he bowed to her...she also bowed back in return, though keeping her eyes locked onto him.
Her eyes followed his hand as he reached for his katana. Taking her stance now, she bent her knees and spread her feet apart some as she prepared herself. Ryukku couldn''t help but watch as his silvery strands sway some...oh how it reminded her of him...She slowly shook these thoughts out from her mind as she tried to focus once more. Moving her hand toward the hilt, she gripped the hilt of the katana as she clicked it free from the sheathe..and slowly she drew it out. Afterwards, she imediately dashed out towards him in almost like a dive. But then pushing herself up, she drew out her blade and slashed upward aiming for his chest as she rose.*as she approached, Arch took one carful step back, his movements in perfect synch,he drew the Magnificent gleaming white Petalchaser from its sheathe in one fluid move. the beautiful white blade erupted frtom its sheathe as he crouched low, gaining his balance and using the retreat step to gain some room. Attacking from the sheathe in the Iaiado attack. Attacking horizontally towards her, the two blades intercepted, with a loud cling, a small flash could be seen, and almost felt as the two blades collided. the Iaiado strike''s higher speed and power easily knocked her blade aside, due to the reaction of the sheathe and blade, and without following through the strike,the blade stayed forward and in the same place it had struck against hers, and then Arch, bending his knees to keep his balance, advanced with one step as h brought the blade parrallel to the ground, andacross in front of his face, where he grasped the pommel with both hands, and slashed horizontally towards Ryukku''s chest, devoting his entire body into the strike, he lunged forward powerfully as he swung from her right abdomen to her left.* Both blades collided against each other, a few sparks few as Ryukku tried to keep Arch''s blade from knocking her out. Seeing that she couldn''t with stand the blow, Ryukku jumped back a few feet. She swung her blade to the side as she then reached for wakizashi. Swiftly she drew out the blade just as Arch made his next move. Placing the sho parallel against her forearm, she struck out blocking his horizontal slash. Ryukku then stepped forward as she twirling her katana. She slashed out with the blade horizontally, attempting to strike him against his mid section.
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