Jahara's snarled as flames suddenly ignite upon every of him as his body became overcome by the flames. Blood covered the ground as the shadows around him pulsed and exploded a shadow slithering behind Yang as a pissed off extremely bloody Jahara stepped from the shadow and pierced his sword through Yang's right arm before jumping away and landing on a crouch within the shadows his eyesight becoming red from blood. "Only one person had ever brought me to so much pain. But I'm afraid I cannot allow you to kill me or I will never be able to achieve my goal."
The flaming column erupted before him. The heat pushing off of it kicking up a high wind blowing the hair from his eyes as it did, now without his glasses he was forced to squint as it appeared something had escaped from the flame, but he couldn't quite see anything but a sliver of shadow.
Jahara was definitely still alive though, this though was soon brought to reality by a searing pain in his right arm. As he looked down. He saw that his arm had been run through by the blade. The adrenaline pumping through his body had prevented the pain from taking hold immediately, however as he turned to face Jahara who had jumped back. He had said...something, but it didn't register in Yang's mind. Somewhere, where it had landed the Totsuka no Tsurugi was absorbed into shadows as Yang's hair fluttered wildly, the tint quickly darkening. On his face was a blank yet manic stare as he looked to Jahara.
Though his eyes were trained on him the attitude had changed. As he parted his lips the voice that would escape seemed distorted and mangled
"Pain...Pain...I feel pain"
He had slipped for but a moment, but in the suddenness of the impact Yang had been unable to brace himself and she used this opportunity to break free. With a sudden harsh pulsation of darkness, sending a dismal wind outwards a pool of inky blackness erupted from Yang's feet, shadowy thorned tendrils spreading wide before wrapping around the males body in a painful appearing way, consuming him from head to toe.
Then, will a stillness the exact opposite to the chaos that had just ensued. The noise stopped, the world stood still. One by one the dark vines pulled away from the body of the boy, revealing the transformation. The now black haired youth stood still his arms crossed across his chest, a black band wrapped around his right bicep where he had been stabbed. He looked as if the standing figure from a coffin. As the tendrils unwrapped his legs he stumbled forward. Dropping his arms low. His legs spreading, knees turned inwards. His body went limp but did not fall. His head then shot up, the red eyes looking to Jahara as the distorted voice spoke once more, a now more manic look in his eyes and drenching his tone.
"You should feel it too...Jahara!"
The tendrils shot forth at all angles, shadows from below, arching high above, and from both sides, all based at the pool of darkness. The sharp tips of the thorned vines would each shoot aiming to pierce the man. If they failed to reach the target they would crash into the ground, arch above or cross behind him, weaving into a net behind the man. As they did so Yang would straighten his body then in the same motion arch backwards holding his arms low and out with a crazed grin upon his face.
"Come closer, JAHARA!"
The net aiming to bring the man in and as it would do so, the thorns would poke and prod into his back meanwhile a black lightning would enshroud Yang as he prepared his attack.
"Raijin! Anvil Lightning!"
The black lightning would surge to his front combining into a ball of energy before him, thrusting his arms forward the front of the ball would open up unleashing a straight aimed beam of black lightning towards his intended target...Jahara.
Jahara's face turned to a snarl as he was piereced by vines as they whizzed past him and he realized it was becoming a net. He slashed at the vines only managing to cut through a few the green mist that had formed around his sword beginning to fade, he had been playing around for too long, he had used more energy then he had intended in the fight. As he was pushed closer to Yang he watched as black lightning came at him, his snarl to a smirk as he realized he could use it to his advantage..if he let it him straight on.
Holding his arms to the side he laughed crazily as the lightning connected with him exploding in a electric explosion. As the lightning surged through his body blood poured from his wounds he had received but the blood began to turn to a green acid burning the ground around him like a circle. As smoke and steam hissed from his body the smoke would clear to show him standing but bent halfway forward with his arms bent and his sword being the only to hold him up. A pulse began to echo through his body as his head shot back letting out a earsplitting roar and a wave of energy pulsed through the tower.
The pulsing getting stronger as Jahara took slow heavy steps out of the circle his head bending and tilting in a creepy way, "bravo little boy, I had such a enjoying fight that I used more then I intended too."
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Duelist of the Black Rose
*** Jakar ***
Jakar entered the tower eyes narrowed as he observed the damage, his eyes scanned the tower spotting Yang and then as he looked towards the other opponent his eyes widen for a split second before narrowing to a cold and angered look, voice like a angered whisper "Jahara, you seem to be quite enjoying yourself." He made move to enter the fight as he merely crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall. "Looks like playing around with your opponent wasn't what you were expecting."
Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2014 9:16 am
Yang Kaido
*** Jahara ***
Jahara lifted his head when the announcement that the Duelists of the Roses needed to report to the Student Council Room, "hmm right when it was getting good." He licked the blood from his sword before his face twisted in a growl, "we'll have to see how close to death you can bring me next time little boy." Jahara backed up jumping backwards off the Duel Tower.
The sounds of light footsteps echoed throughout the tower as Sacarius made his way up the stairs, on his way to the room where the Duelists meet. He had heard on the grapevine that one of the Duelists was spreading rumours about him being a traitor to the academy, and felt that he would need to silent these foolish accusations. Sacarius planned to meet with this person and speak to them, arguing against their claims and avoiding suspicion from his fellow Duelists. Once at the top of the stairs, Sacarius approached his seat at the long table, kicking his feet up onto the surface of the table and extending a hand upwards with a single finger outstretched. Idly he swiped his finger across the air above him, a trail of black and green flowing behind the extended digit, "A traitor? My, oh my... What a horrible thing to say." he remarked aloud, drawing what appeared to be a set of teeth and then eyes before creating the shape of a snake with the energy he was expending.
"what a foolish thing for them to think," Jahara sat on the balcony railing within the confines of the shadows. "when ones 'allies' suspect them a traitor." He held a white rose between his finger small insect like creatures on it as the petals began to turn black one by one, "the suspicion spread like wildfire until they are all completely consumed." Jahara smiled coldly, "what a wonderful thing to watch."
Upon hearing the familiar voice of Jahara, Sacarius glanced over, his usual smile plastered along his lips, "Well now... I certainly wasn't expecting you." he remarked, casually swiping his hand to erase the snake-like illusion. Moving his free hand up to adjust his tie Sacarius watched as the rose Jahara was holding slowly turned black, "...and all because of something as unreasonable as another Duelist meeting. They do jump to conclusions, don't they?" he added, dropping his feet from the table's surface and leaning forward in his seat. This Jahara fellow was certainly the omnipresent type, which meant that he would have be useful, had he not already established his villainous ways to the other Duelists. Sacarius tipped his hat forward, creating a shadow over his eyes, "There's something that's been bothering me: How did you manage to become a Duelist?" he asked, propping his head up in both of his hands, appearing rather bored upon doing so. It was difficult to believe that the headmistress simply let someone with Jahara's past into the Duelists, let alone the school. If Sacarius had to take a guess it would have to involve either blackmail or a disguise... a thinly veiled one by the looks of it.
"Hmm yes, miss one silly little meeting and they suddenly suspect betrayal," Jahara replied amused as he twirled the black rosé between his index finger and thumb. His cruel smile grew at Kel's question, "oh the headmistress was very much reluctant to 'allow' me access to the school, and our dear 'captain' believed this would be a better way for her to keep an eye on me. As long as I keep my word to my little princess about ...." Jahara's eyes took on a crazed look as he smashed the rosé in his hands the petals taking to the air "not killing anyone." He also seemed to be hiding much more then he was letting on.
Sacarius dropped one hand down onto the table's surface as he listened to Jahara's comment, which pretty much summed up the entire situation pretty nicely. However, what caught Sacarius off guard was Jahara's response to his earlier question, which honestly made very little sense to the green rose. Leaning back in his seat Sacarius shook his head while giving off a shrug, "...keep your enemies closer and all that, right?" he remarked with a chuckle, dumbfounded by how easily Jahara could simply kill everyone now that he was within the school's compound. A single blackened rose petal floated down in front of Sacarius, landing on top of the table, just a few inches away from his fingers. Picking up the petal, the green rose began to examine it closely, "I doubt that you're here to make small chat. So why don't we cut to the chase?" he stated, glancing up to Jahar and letting the rose petal fall to the ground next to him. Jahar had a bit of a history of being reckless and violent, but he wasn't stupid, it wouldn't be wise for the black rose to go around attacking others, so he must've had some other reason to approach Sacarius.
"Basically, but I have little interest in the other pathetic little occupants of this joyous little unity realm," Jahara seemed to wave the thought of it away. At Kel's question Jahara smiled, "a proposal, a sort of deal. I could say , leave them bed crumbs to someone else, say pin the betrayal suspicions on another. I would be more then happy to help you reach what your goal may be for these foolish creatures. The Duelists stand in both our ways, all I would ask for in return is our dear little duelist 'captain'."
Sacarius' lips twisted into a cruel smile when Jahara suggested that he pin the accusations onto someone else, as he was planning on doing that from the very beginning. It would be hard to believe that Sacarius, who had been the most active in the Katsu Sekken investigations, would be a traitor but a newer Rose would be much more suspicious, especially if they just happened to be able to change their appearance at will. Placing a hand on his hat Sacarius briefly glanced over to the stairwell, scanning for any other energy signatures, upon feeling none he turned to face Jahara once more, "I couldn't possibly do something like that..." he started, sounding as if he was offended by the idea, "...unless of course, that someone else happened to have something questionable that would indicate their co-operation with the Katsu Sekken..." he added, his tone getting mildly more sinister, "...well, then I'd have to pursue them." as he finished speaking his tone almost sounded condescending. It was obvious at this point that Sacarius had this all planned from the get-go, but having Jahar's assistance would only make things go easier, that is if Jahar could keep things on the down-low.
When Jahar mentioned that their alliance only required that Sacarius hand Siera over to him the green rose raised an eyebrow, confused as to why his acquaintance wanted to have her. Sacarius was initially planning on killing her alongside everyone, but if Jahar could keep her out of the way then there would be no need. In one quick motion Sacarius kicked his feet up onto the table's surface, "Oh? And what, might I ask, do you have planned for her?" he asked, trying to gauge the importance of the Duelist Captain, she might even be a good bargaining chip if Sacarius played his cards right. Crossing his arms over his chest he opened a single eye, revealing its snake-like appearance as he looked up at Jahar, "You wouldn't happen to be smitten by her, would you?" he questioned with a short chuckle, clearly taunting Jahar for getting so attached.
Jahara stepped off the railing entering the tower and crossing his arms leaning back against thd wall, "I believe I could very well makd that happen. As the foolish headmistress already distrusts me. It would not be hard to convince then that I myself could very well be the traitor, their suspicions would then fall me which suits me fine. Our dear captain would not put me past to have joined forces with the Katsu Sekken." Jahara's hand near the hilt of the sword a finger sliding along the hilt, "her brother and I go way back, we have history." The air around him turned colder as if every ounce of happiness could be sucked out if one who dared to approach him. His eyes took on a crazed look again as his hand clenched the sheath of his sword and his other glove hand rosé in front of clenching into a fist as if grabbing something , "the reason is no concern of yours, all you need to know is that she belongs to me." There seemed to be more to the story then what he was letting on.
Upon hearing Jahara's suggestion of using himself as the new sacrificial sheep Sacarius began clicking his tongue, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Y'see, I could use you but that would be too easy, and not mention, too obvious." Sacarius stated, amused that Jahara would even offer to make himself the center of attention. Raising his arms, Sacarius placed his hands behind his head and glanced over to his new ally, his snake-like eyes now both open, "If I did throw you under the bus, then what? They'll lock you up and question you. No, no, no. I can't have that!" he added, rather theatrically as he has been known to do from time to time. If Sacarius was going to get anywhere, he needed to make sure that most of his obstacles were gone, in this case, it was the roses. If Jahara was blamed for the crime and taken away, what sort of asset would he be? Sacarius' smile grew wide as he began planning out how he would do this, "Tell me... How many active roses are there?" he asked, waiting for Jahara to clue in on his plan.
Jahara shrugged while still smiling cruelly, "oh I would mostly like be exiled from the realm if the Captain has anything to say about it. Not that it would work." Jahara was fine with handling the situation other ways. At Kel's question he raised an eyebrow slightly determining what it was the green snake eyed duelist was getting at before smiling coldly as he started to catch on, "not even half, only about 5 of our dear Duelists are currently active and could be problem."
The second that Jahara answered his question about the number of active duelists Sacarius let out a chuckle,"Ding, ding, ding! Give the man a prize!" he exclaimed before letting out a sinister laugh. With so few duelists, the two of them really didn't have much to worry about, or at least Sacarius didn't. The green rose remove his hat from his head and began to play with it in his hands, pulling his eyes off of Jahara as he did so, "By now, the Duelists have got to be rather paranoid. I say we play with that. I'll sow the seeds of suspicion, and while they're so focused on each other..." he started explaining before falling silent just before he could finished sorting out the plan. There was a bit of a hitch in his plan, the Purple Duelist and the Captain to be exact, they were always with each other, it would be hard to do anything that would incriminate either of them. Sacarius dropped his feet back down to the ground and rose to his feet, placing his hat once more atop his head, "...well, I'll let you decide who you handle them while they're distracted. Kidnap 'em, kill 'em, whatever your twisted little mind comes up with." he added, giving Jahar the option of doing as he pleases. Sacarius kept his hat tilted forward, casting a shadow over his eyes while his once sinister smile had became significantly more kind in appearance.
