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 Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 5:17 pm
Bukotsu had taken a small ninja-like step to the side, as he did Tsuda charged in with unleashing a front lift kick. Bukotsu saw this as blocked with his own foot, but as he did, Tsuda had launched a slap punch to his side. Bukotsu only mobile enough to block the punch with his forearm.As Bukotsu blocked both attacks, he delivered a hard head-butt to his face as it sent Tsuda back abit. Bukotsu charged in as he launched a straight punch to the right of Tsuda's face using his right arm and then as the impact sent his teacher to the left, Bukotsu kicked backwards with his right leg as it went over the left leg as he turned his body and his heel had met Tsuda's face as a loud crack sound was heard. It had sent Tsuda to a minor setback.
Tsuda had regained his focus as he gave a sigh, "Whew, that was good, alright Bukotsu, now I'm warmed up". He took the same stance for Dance of Madness again.
"It's fine, so am I" Bukotsu said smiling as he took of his hat. Tossing it right by Oni, it landed with a small skid. His bangs hand made it over his eyes, as he waited for his teacher to deliver the first strike again.
"Just like before eh?" Tsuda said taking a step stomp forward as the ground gave a small shake and where his foot had landed a rather large crater formed abit. Muscles tensed as he gathered small amounts of chi for now. He would let it build over time and use it later.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 4:00 am
The first round of the bout had ended, leaving both fighters with the information they needed to fight again. Oni knew that the first attacks were only to make the opponent show off their technique so that the challenger will be able to predict future moves. Now more prepared, the student and teacher once again began to go at it again.
Tetsuo wasn't paying much attention to structure or tactic. He was more interested in seeing someone get really messed up. Oni wondered how he could be so childish at times, seeing how he was almost 30. She decided to let him have his fun and ignore him. She was here to see what Bukotsu had learned from this man, and maybe even learn a few things for herself...
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:50 pm
Bukotsu smiled as he charged in first, unleashing a wave of kicks and knee attacks. Tsuda blocked the first couple of hits but soon found it hard to block and keep up with the barrage. Tsuda soon stopped blocking and found an opening and aimed a hard kick at Bukotsu's shoulder. Bukotsu was unable to see this as Tsuda's heel met his shoulder with a loud crack. Bukotsu took a few steps back to regain some recovery from a powerful attack.
Tsuda smiled and nodded lightly as he changed his form of fighting to Elephant tusks. This technique was very powerful and it had required the hands together in sync to destroy to overpower the opponent, not to mention harnessing body chi. He had both arms out and had his fists at the same amount of length and both fists were the same clench. He looked over at Oni as he moved his hands in a circle in the clockwise and counter clockwise motion and then pushed them forward as two large red balls of body energy at her.
Bukotsu saw this as he rushed to block it, with only a matter of seconds to just block it, he put his hands together as if in prayer. His body glowed the same red as the energy as the two blasts made contact with him. The smoke from the blast cleared as Bukotsu's body lookecd badly burned.
Bukotsu looked in focus, "Hey, he doesn't expect you to just watch, he wants you to learn on the field of fighting as well" Bukotsu said to Oni as he still had his eyes on Tsuda.
"What are you two wating for huh?" Tsuda said gathering energy for the second set of shots to come out and using some of that energy to boost the power of his strikes. As he was waiting, he put on his gloves, a black and green pair of simple driving gloves that looked like they would feel smooth.
"Well?" Bukotsu said looking at Oni as he reached into his pocket to find his gloves, they seemed the same as Tsuda's. He fit them on and pulled to make sure they were securely on his hands. He looked at Oni as he tossed a same pair at her, "Wear these, it wouldn't really be fair," Bukotsu said waiting for her.
"These things are as hard as diamonds, I suggest that, that is a good enough reason for yourself to dodge rather than block, these are able to deflect bullets and stop swords because they are made from Emerald serpent skin supposedly," Bukotsu smiled to assure her that she would probably be in the fight of her life if she wasn't careful.
((it seems funny that I would end up ultimately kicking my own a**))
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 3:02 am
((LoL, thats a funny concept)
Oni caught the gloves in mid-air and looked at them, then looked at Tetsuo, then over to Mr. Tadakatsu and Bukotsu ((thats quite a bit of "tsu's"))
"Looks like I dont really have any choice. Time to see what I'm made of..." Oni stood as she secured the gloves on her hands as tightly as it was comfortable for her. She took a step and paused before looking at her legs. She then took off her daggers and her jacket and layed them next to a puzzled Tetsuo; she figured she did not need them for this.
Oni cautiously made her way over to the teacher and student but did not choose to stand by either.
"Is this a free-for-all or do we both attack you, Mr. Tadakatsu? Oni said this as she lifted her arms so that they would follow a blow easily enough to counter it, while shifting her legs in preparation for charges. Having done this, she started concentrating on her breathing pattern, eventually finding a rhythm that kept her in sync with her body. She waited for Mr. Tadakatsu's reply...
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:16 am
((lol yea))
"Ha, you two show me what you are capable of, Bukotsu, I wanna see all your improvements, and you, miss Makibi, I want to see what you are made of," He said as he gathered more chi and took his stance of Elephant Tusks.
"I guess we'll be working together on this," Bukotsu said taking a different stance. He gathered up energy as his hands and feet glowed a slight blue.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 8:06 am
Oni moved toward Bukotsu's side. She lowered her stance into a light crouch and prepared for her first strike. It was hard to tell where Mr. Tadakatsu would make his first move. His stance did not reveal the direction he intended to go. Oni looked up at Bukotsu for any hints, but found he was focused on his own strategies.
Oni found that relying on them to predict the outcome of the fight would take a little more skill than she had. So she decided to play it by ear. She set her sights back on Mr. Tadakatsu and readjusted her breathing, waiting for her cue...
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 10:10 am
Seth pushed open the doors to the Training Hall and stepped inside, closing the door behind him as his eyes inspected the few people who appeared to be sparring.
Seth had left his true sword back at his dorm, and decided to bring a plain katana with him instead. This sword was sheathed behind his back, the sheath's strap crossed over his chest.
He made his way towards a dummy which was at the other side of the Training Hall, glancing at the fighters in the center of the Training Hall as he did so. They didn't seem to be all too powerful, he figured he'd be best to do some training...
He finaly arrived at the dummy, and tilted his head slightly, his eyes inspecting the dummy. He slowly brought his hand up towards the dummy's head, and with no apparent force at all, a sudden 'gust' eminated from his hand, blowing the dummy's head away, the head somehow evaporating into the air as it began to fly back.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 10:41 am
Kimihiro_Watanuki he kept his aim steady with one hand an held the knife in the other, feeling the blood flowing form the wound in his side. After a while, he holstered the gun, and used his now free hand to reveal another knife, identical to the other. He knew his weapons were short but that's they way he liked it. Up close and personal. He fixed his eye on her, watching every movement, hearing every breath. He moved fast, throwing the daggers into the floor, and drew both Om bra and Umbra. He checked his aim. He then took a breath, and began raining a firestorm of bullets in her direction. His firing rate was so fast that he was now outdoing the average gatling gun with only a set of pistols. He reloaded when needed, making sure to keep the pressure on. One thing he knew is that this had to bring out the speed in her or else she would just have to die. Lena jumped back the moment the knives were thrown at her. She sild on her knees a bit and then glanced back up at him. Too late she realized what he had planned. The first few bullets caught her in her left arm and shoulder unawares. She immediately jumped up and began to try and dosdge the bullets. She couldn't stop because she knew if she even paused, it would mean death. She already had a few wounds from other bullets, not counting the ones that had caught her before she had realized his intent. She jumped backwards more and slid. It was a bad move. A bullet slammed into her outside thigh, keeping to the outside. Another bullet got her in her left side and remained buried in her. Another bullet blew straight through her shoulder. Lena pushed the pain away with some difficulty and flipped back. She was on fire and the pain was definitely not helping at all.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 2:44 pm
He knew that this would happen but he didn't know what to do next. The sight gave him a bit of a rush and a bit of symapthy towards Lena's situation. It was tearing him apart inside and he didn't know how much longer he could take it. Something was burning inside of him. SOmething that made him want to stop and show some sympathy.
Despite all this, he kept firing, bullet after bullet digging into her. He knew that under the same circumstances, he'd find a way out of it so she could too.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 3:08 pm
Seth looked behind him as the sound of gunshots began to go off. He cocked an eyebrow slightly as he looked towards the man who was firing endlessly upon a young girl, hitting his target several times, her blood spilling against the floor as the bullets went through her body.
Though this sight would cause Seth's Demonic roots to crave more of this, it seemed as if being on Earth almost brought back out the human side in Seth. He couldn't stand to watch this anymore.. this was supposed to be training, not a bloody massacer..
"Are you mad!?" was all that was heard echoing throughout the room as Seth moved in such a speed that he seemed to disappear, only reappearing once again behind this man who was shooting, his elbow quickly swung towards this man's ribs in a fierce motion.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 3:47 pm
Lena could see the man the moment he headed for Taern. She flipped over him and ended up crashing against him. "Taern! Hold on a second." She then turned her attention to the man. She scowled, her eyes dark. "You idiot. Why did you have to go and interfere like that! I was doing just fine!" She clenched her fists, wanting to pound his face in.
She suddenly shuddered and fell to her knees. The blood coated her arms and legs. She grimaced slightly. She glanced back at Taern. "You win this round but only because this idiot interfered."
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 4:09 pm
Seth brought his elbow to a stop quickly as this battered girl now appeared where the man with the pistol once stood. He brought himself back to a standing position and cocked an eyebrow at this girl's reaction, his eyes never leaving her own, still he could see the bloody mess which took over around her. Seth's eyes flashed a slight red as he let a certain amount of anger come over him as this bloody mess which stood before him threw a fit almost appearing as if she wished to strike him, but he quickly came around to controling himself.
"If you have a death wish, I see no problem with that.." his voice was now cold and dark, almost Demonic in a way "..but take your bloodshed outside.. you'll not taint these floors with your dead corpse" Seth said with a certain sense of disgust in his voice as he looked down at the puddle of blood in which this girl stood in. It amazed him how someone on the verge of death could be so ignorant and ungrateful.
He turned his back to these two and began to make his way out of the training area.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 5:03 pm
Bukotsu had given some thought as to how he would first attack, but seeing as how he was also partnered with Oni in a spar against his master. He took this into some consideration, as he slowly lowered his body energy, he walked over to Oni as he slightly put his arms around her as if hugging her.
"HUH? What the pho?" Tsuda said alittle confused looking at the Bukotsu hugging Oni, "Ahhh, let em do what they want..." he said looking away.
"Listen, the master's sides are his weak point and so are his chest and collar bone, we should know what to do," Bukotsu whispered in Oni's ear so that the master wouldn't hear. He suddenly pressed his hand against her back as the flow of Bukotsu's chi would rush into her to empower her hits and attacks. Doing this meant Bukotsu had given her much of his own body chi to have her strong and not suffer intense injuries after the fight.
Tsuda caught sight of what Bukotsu was doing, "What the hell are you surrendering some of your power for? Not very wise...."
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 5:12 pm
When the events began to unfold, he had instinctively followed Lena with one gun, and pointed the other at the man. when he came to, and realized what was going on, he lowered the guns.
"Tch, damn you."he cursed through his teeth at the man. he now despised this high and mighty, and seemingly too naive fool. The fact, is he'd only known him for about three seconds and then the man walked away, saying something about not staining the floors.
In the time he knew Lena, he never expected her to save him, He did expect for her however, to be somewhat apathetic towards her own plight. When he looked at her, she was bleeding badly in some areas. He didn't hit her in any vitals however, which made him half disappointed and half glad.
He didn't feel like it but he reached out a hand for Lena. "Just forget it. I really didn't win. Lets get back before you lose anymore blood." He undid his hand wrappings, revealing the many scars on his hands, and offered them to Lena. Seeing it was not nearly enough, he ripped part of his shirt, up to where it met his body armor, and offered more to Lena while still revealing more scars.
He didn't know why he was doing this either. It may have been that he didn't see the need to have someone else's blood on his hands. It may have been honest sympathy. I know that I'll never know and neither will Taern but then again, it's my story.
"We'll leave when you're ready.". he said.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 5:27 pm
((w00t w00t!! Seth's makin' enemies!! xd ))
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