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 Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 3:50 pm
Nodding, she dismissed what she had created and did it again. Since she had successfully been able to create it, it was easy to summon it over and again. Concentrating and thinking of other people, things and places she loved, it was not terribly difficult to summon a greater energy also was a challenge. Doing this all was still coming along rather quickly, able to conjure energy roughly the size of a volley ball before she paused. "I know not what size orb would be comparable to the size of my torso." she said, holding the orb while she asked, looking between him, the orb, and her abdomen.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:35 pm
Allow me to show you.* Ali took a few steps back and got into a slight stance, holding up his right fist clenched tightly in front of him. In mere seconds Red and black lines began to emerge and curl around his arm, moving into a orb as he opened his palm and building itself up until it was way beyond the size of his fist and head. Had one put a mans torso on Ali's palm now it would be more or less the same size, The orb also let out more and more energy as it grew. The Rage in which the energy was based upon making the air hot and the hate combined with sorrow making it a very negative energy but also a very powerful one.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:45 pm
Smiling, she was pleased that he would demonstrate for her, it helped a lot. Concentrating again, she took her time, thinking of even more things that made her happy, when she first was finding love. Finally, she found enough memories and was able to slowly but surely produce the size Ali was. The strength was still not what Ali could produce, but with practice, she knew she could equal that. "Thank you, I see now."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:50 pm
* Ali smirked as the orb struck downward into a small pillar, creating a loud bang and shrouding Ali in a dust cloud. As it began to clear, Ali let out a groan and dropped to one knee in the now snow lacking area around him. Coughing up a good portion of blood, that made some internal damage all right. With a slight laugh, Ali spoke in a somewhat painful yet content tone.* Just don't do like I do and send it onto yourself, unless you are capable of taking a good heap of punishment or if it has it's positive sides.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:56 pm
She dismissed her orb again and looked at him with concern. "Ali! Why do you hurt yourself that way?" she asked, tilting her head. She wanted to reach out to him but knew he would not want that and remained where she was.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 6:03 pm
Better it being me then you.* Ali laughed somewhat as he slowly rose up to his feet, gathering the remaining blood up and spitting it out afterwards. Looking quite content.* Besides it makes me angrier and the angrier I get the more powerful and more energy capacity I have, Meaning I like it when people piss me off I act offended to make them make me even more angry the next time and thus even more powerful. Each insulting line, attack or stupidity being displayed is actually helping me. But I tend to forget that when throwing a fit sometimes, it's only natural to get angry.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 6:06 pm
She smirked a bit, tilting her head. "I see. In essence, taking the weakness of an enemy to make it your own strength, as I personally see insults as a form of weakness." she said, now grinning full out. What he said made total sense. "Cannot one use all their emotions to produce this energy?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 6:14 pm
Well...no, If one is happy then one isn't sad or angry. At least not to the same degree. I use three emotions which are together in a group, with rage as the epitome of them. However I can if I want make one out of happiness but compared to my rage that is puny and will be weaker. A shame but that's just the way it is. The angrier I am the more energy I posses. The happier you are the more energy you will posses and in turn the more powerful you will be. * Ali smiled at her, wondering now if Sky would change his attitude towards Ali in an attempt to weaken his rage. After all he did follow closely on with what went on between himself and Ziven. Convinced that Ali would jump her and torment her...or worse. Such narrow minded view. It was what made Ali laugh at times when being to himself.* However you are free you experiment, perhaps you will manage to pull it off. I've seen more impossible things happen in my life.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 7:25 pm
"Oh I will! But for now .. what more shall we do today?" she asked with a grin, watching him with bright eyes.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 3:53 am
Can't say I planned anything else for the day...though I suppose we could test how well you recover from physical damage. A very important element as well.* Ali scratched his chin for a few seconds before he nodded to himself, agreeing with himself that it would be a good things to teach her in. After all, what was the point in being strong if you couldn't withstand punches and kicks. With his right index and middle finger out, Ali reached over and touched Zivens stomach with the tip of them both. Poking gently to feel how her stomach muscles were, their firmness and how hard they were without her straining them.* The trick is it strain your muscles before a blow and expect one at all times, avoiding them is vital but withstanding is even more vital. If one punch is all it takes to knock you out then you are not a suitable fighter. Now...I'm going to punch you here in the stomach. Withstand it the best you can.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 5:48 pm
Naturally, she, her body, reacted to the touch, contracting the muscles over her abdomen some as he touched her, trusting that he was not going to hurt her .. yet. When he spoke, her eyes went wide with concern, not truly savoring being punched by one of the strongest people she had ever met. After a moment, she nodded slowly and prepared for the blow.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 11:43 pm
Hunter lay bleeding severely between a stack of pillars. He was training, and training probably abit harder then he should. The Demon he Unleashed to fight, was the best fighter to train with. It was a shadow clone of himself, everything Identical from looks to thoughts, fighting styles and everything, was the same. Glowing red eyes look about between the pillars, Hunter lay motionless, waiting for his clone to appear. The Split second it took to pass hunter, he was at his clones throat. His new toy a Spring loaded retractable assassin blade, mounted unto his wrist and forearm, sprung out at him, just missing the clones throat, The clone throws him through a pilar and spits abit of blood out.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 11:56 pm
Hunter jumps to his feet. He runs and leaps at his clone. Both of them plunging their assassin blades into each other. Hunter looks into his clones eyes. Hunter has blood trickling down the corners of his lips. He smiles though, widely, looking down he sees the blade, in his left lung. The Clone tilts his head abit as blood starts to pour from his mouth, then the corners of his eyes. When he opens his mouth the mid of the blade can be seen, Hunter and stuck his assassin blade up through the clones head, penetrating the soft spot from under his chin. The blade retracts as he steps back. The clone falls and explodes into darkness. He smiles abit as he limps out of his training area. Bleeding still.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 3:40 am
* Ali brought his arm back and shot it forward again after her nod, stopping two inches away from her stomach. However the shock wave Ali released would make it pretty uncomfortable for most.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 1:16 pm
She braced for impact, tensing as instructed, preparing to feel his fist make contact but confused when she saw his fist was not going to make contact, but remained tense, she followed her instructions, as always. Bowing her head, she was surprised to still feel something. It was not comfortable but it was not the same as absorbing an actual punch. Her eyes narrowed slightly, standing upright, relaxed. Tilting her head, she looked at him with question and something .. like disappointment. "This was intentional? You did not wish to strike?"
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