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 Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 5:18 pm
('Tis fine. Sorry my reply is so late everyone. I've been busy with tennis.)
Train wanted to so badly to cause massive amounts of harm to Kiro, but he knew that in a really fight, Kiro would win every time. Much less for the rough housing, but much more so for the declaration of being called 'Cyclops'. Train's temple throbbed as his fist clenched.
"Knock it off!" Train hissed maliciously. It was actually a bit of an over-reaction, but it's not like he cared. He pushed the man off with a little adrenaline burst.
(Not really sure what to do with this... Was totally depending on Creed.... If he doesn't post soon, I have an idea.)
Isaac was very happy. Already this was one of the best fights he had ever been in. After his sweep had worked, he had swirled around and tried to stab downward with the blade, but Matt had already moved. He followed through then, using his halberd as leverage. A 'flying' kick being the focus of the attack.
(Kick‘s about level with Matt‘s hands. Follow through would have happened too late to notice and divert his own attack.)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 3:43 pm
"Oww! b*****d!" Kiro shouted as Train hit him. Kiro rubbed his head where he was hit. "You sure can aim well with that one good eye." Kiro complimented and then laughed. Kiro sighed and sat down again. "Issac, I think is that one newbie kid. William and I are going to have to show him the ropes." Kiro stated, crossing his arms.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 5:55 pm
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 6:42 pm
((You didn't say what part of his body the kick was aimed at, Kyground, so I'm going to go with the assumption of center mass.))
Matt didn't even attempt to dodge Isaacs newest attack. He threw both of his arms together, so that his forearms were touching each other, forming a shield of red metal between himself and the incoming kick. As the foot came near him the gem in his forehead glinted with an inner light and his forearms and fists lit up in a blaze of flame.
Kid's good, but let's see how he handles this.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2009 5:12 pm
Train grumbled a little to himself before responding to Kiro, being sure to dust himself off first. "Kind of have to be able to aim. Now, you better be sure to get your newbie trained up. If he isn't at least half your combat level he could be quite the burden." Train said. He really thought that he wouldn't have to tell Kiro what he had just said, he was experienced enough now to understand that. "Just be sure that you tie the ropes good and tight," Train's attempt at humor.
(Going with the plan. Shouldn't have any negative affects.)
Emma's face suddenly drew back a little in shock. That wasn't Leroy. How the hell did a child get inside the facility anyway!? How did Emma mistake him for Leroy? "Huhn..." Emma muttered to herself. Perhaps age was catching her. Emma's worst fear realized! But she wasn't very worried, her personality forbade it.
"Ha! You didn't notice either! Okay, moving on..." Emma trailed off. "You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Emma stated. Really, her plans were to continue searching. But that depended on Malkin.
(Also, going off the loss of color that fear would instill)
(Again, fine.)
The expression on Isaac's face would have been priceless, had Matt not been covering his face. Isaac certainly wasn't going to continue his attack. The real worry he had was the heat setting off his pistol. Bad for him considering that the barrel was usually pointed toward himself.
Isaac curled his legs back in and threw his weight forward causing him to spin. Again the spin was used to bring his halberd back around to help Isaac over Matt. As he landed behind Matt, Isaac scraped his halberd across the arena floor, trying to make as much noise as possible as he reached behind himself and into the satchel at his belt. He pulled out a half a hand-full of bullets and tossed them out in front of him, like caltrops. Hoping that Matt didn't notice, Isaac stood in a ill-prepared stance, not only to comment, but hoping also to lure Matt to charge him. The gun in his vest pocket was a little warm, Isaac was worried. "What the hell was that!?"
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 2:37 pm
There was a brief knock on the door and a man stepped through, dressed in the uniform of a HGC Guard.
"Excuse me, Sir." The Guard said to the man behind the desk. He held up a piece of paper, folded into three and sealed with wax. "I've just come from Director Valenti. He sent this for you."
"Well bring it here." Said the man behind the desk.
The Guard walked across the room and to one side of the desk, giving a wide berth around the volatile seeming young woman standing before the desk. He handed the letter to the other man, saluted, and left the room again.
The man opened the letter and read briefly. He folded it back up and dropped it into a waste bin nest to his desk.
He looked Freya in the eyes. "That letter was about you. It seems your file had been misplaced, that is why you are currently unassigned. To reconcile that fact The Director has decided to allow you to accompany Team 3 for the time being. Until the teams can be restructured or a new team can be created. Well, there you have it. Off with you, I have much work to finish."
Matt stood up to his full height once again and turned around to face Isaac. His hands and forearms were both still wreathed in bright flames. The gem in his forehead seemed softly lit from within.
"This is my power. I can control fire. Thanks to this." He said, and tapped one blazing finger against the red glowing stone. Though his finger was still enveloped in flames he did not burn, neither his hands nor his head.
"You want to keep going? Or call it quits? I'll give you the option now. If we keep going, though, I'm gonna push as far as I can. That means I ain't gonna be holding back anymore."
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 9:26 pm
Shaking his head, Malkin looked at Emma and smiled reassuringly.
"I'm fine. Just fine. One of the potions hit me weird." he muttered, fumbling out some of his tobacco and paper. Hands shaking, he made a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and sighed as he blew out, calming down.
"Some memories don't go away. Some scars don't ever stop hurting. But I can push past it. I'm fine. I'm in control." Malkin said firmly, emphasizing the last statement. I'm in control.I'm the one who holds this soul.
"So what is it that you want to do now?"
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 2:23 pm
"Yeah, but training a newbie isn't a bad thing. It just helps our causes become stronger. Honestly, I think it's strange that a lot of us are so hostile towards each other. We fight for the same cause." Kiro commented. He then sighed afterward and scratched the back of his neck. "I really want to talk to William and tell him the good news now."
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:12 pm
Isaac smirked, "Hold on a tick." He said as he reached into his vest, drawing his pistol. "I really don't need this going off." He placed the pistol down and kicked it to the side, out of the way. He spun his halberd around then, getting back into a ready position. Matt had been going easy, Isaac wanted to see his all out. In truth, Isaac hadn't exactly been trying his hardest either, though he would bet that he and Matt had quite the gap in ability.
As Isaac reached his ready position, he swept his hand out and towards himself. "Come on!" "Okay, he can control fire... That's not cool. Not cool at all... This just means I have to really keep my distance. I hope he can't throw it... Please don't be able to throw it..." Isaac thought.
Emma turned her attention away slowly, she suspected him. But if he didn't want to talk about what was bothering him, Emma would let him squirm with it. What worried her was his comment saying that he was in control. That meant he had the possibility of loosing it. While she remembered he said that his 'species' of fiend could be some of the most powerful. But it wasn't that he was going feral, it was that he was fighting over his consciousness, based on what he had said earlier.
It took a moment before Emma tapped her foot and said: "I guess we keep looking, right? Let's check the arena first, that's usually where you can find the both of them... Or someone recently pummeled by them. It's fun, really."
Train nodded, Kiro had a point. The rookies could sometimes bring out the best of their influences. He raised his index finger then, "That's just how we are. Most are insecure over their 'fortitudes' and have to compete over it. Anyway... I'll go with you, see if I can find Sol or Enyo, see if they know about team 'Half-blind'." Train said sarcastically. He wanted to see if they found this Isaac too.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 5:13 pm
"Well, where do you think they would be at? I don't think he could have stayed in the arena all this time. He would be exhausted. I think I'll just stay around here like I planned. William always gets hungry after a fight or mission." Kiro replied. "I don't know about your teammates though." Kiro added.
Kiro started getting antsy and was playing with his katana, lifting it out of it's sheath slightly and then dropping it back in with his thumb. "I'm really excited to go on a mission soon. It's been too laid back around here. It's been getting me nervous."
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 12:34 pm
Freya was satisfied by the way things turned out. Her fear of being left out without a team was out of the way so now the second problem was to be solved...meeting the teammates. As she walked toward the arena to check on anyone who would tell her where to find the three members of her team, she thought of the good and bad scenarios that could happen, As long as no one of them are perverts . She took a deep breath to cheer herself up and stepped in the not so quiet arena where she could hear people fight and yell at each others. It was really loud and the sound of battle was echoing all around the walls. With everyone busy like that, she probably wouldn't get an answer right now so Freya decided to just step back and watch, she could always use a tip or two when it comes to close combat and these guys seemed to know a whole bit about it.
((Ooc edit: I edited a little bit to make it more open. I'll just wait lol))
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 6:53 am
Matt held his arms up before him in a loose martial arts stance. There was a more dull glimmer in his gem this time and the flames dancing all along his lower arms extinguished themselves. He slowly padded forward until he was just outside of the range of the younger fighters attacks.
"Reaady, Isaac? 'Cause here I come!" He yelled out as he darted forward, beginning the battle anew.
((Kaji, I have no idea how I should play off of that, or if I even should. So juts keep doing your thing until you meet up with another one of us.))
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 2:36 pm
Train scowled, Kiro was even more lazy than he was. He leaned in to Kiro then, "So you just plan on sitting here? That's it? Where's the fun in that? Where's the just missing them as they turn a corner and you taking the opposite direction?" Train really didn't want to go meet up with his own team mates. They were familiar enough to him that it didn't bother him.
Isaac chuckled, apparently Matt hadn't noticed. Isaac moved then to a position that would let him easily follow through to a falling Matt. He just had to see where he went, that was it. Isaac knew too that melting them would take too long, and even then it would cause him to slide should he step on them.
(Referring to the bullet 'caltrops' mentioned earlier. Bwaha?)
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:11 pm
Looking at Emma, Malkin shook his head.
"You're rather sadistic, aren't you?" Shrugging, Malkin nodded. "To the arena then. Let's see who we find. I'm interested in meeting some new people. And who knows, you may get that match you're wanting against me."
((Way short post, sorry. Not sure where to go from here, lol.))
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 5:46 pm
Kiro sighed, dropping his hand backwards and then blended his awkward movements in a giant stretched. "Ahh, fine! Let's go." Kiro asserted. "And I'm not lazy! I'm more of a night person is all." Kiro defended himself.
Gah, in all honesty I am pretty lazy. I know if I go by that arena again, someone will want to fight me... What a bother...
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