Relationship Status: Single Current Mood: Excited Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A
Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7
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Shura nodded and motioned to him that it was alright. She erased what she wrote and wrote out another message. "That's alright. I'm done with my training for today i guess, unless i think of a skill that I really need, but if you want I can help you train." Shura wrote then turned it so he could see. She was always ready to help people with anything, even if it was just as an opponent for training. 'I really need to find another way of communication with people... maybe I could learn telepathy from a mage? or at least maybe teach Favnir sign language, that would be useful..' Shura thought to herself as she waited for his response.
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Favnir shook his head "I'll just bruise up one or the instructors here" he said. He dug out two gold coins, three sliver and 6 coppers "take this and get some food and yourself travel clothes" he said to her.
-Learned: -Used: Iron Form [10/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa
Relationship Status: Single Current Mood: Excited Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A
Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7
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Shura carefully took the amount of coins from Favnir and counted them up in her head giving him a nod. She placed them in her front pocket so she could get them out when needed and wrote something down on her pad. "Ok, I'll pick us up some food and get some traveling clothes. I assume a cloak and such would be good? I've never been outside the city before, at least i don't remember that far back anyway.. I'll meet you at the Colothin cannon in an hour, sound good?" When she was finished Shura turned the pad to show him and waited for a response before she would leave to run her errands.
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Maria would whistle curtly at seemingly nothing at all, and leap, her powerful legs putting her at a pretty high window, and then another would send her flying up into the sky. She rose high until she hit something large, not as large as it normally was but big nonetheless. It was Intet in his Sky forme, and he allowed Maria to reach the top of the building, with the much smaller, but faster Intet flying around the building. It was time to learn a devastating technique. Intet landed behind her on the building, breathing cool air over her head. The mer smiled as she focused on her energy, forming it between her hands into a visible ball. Intet looked intently at it as she pulled her hands apart, forming a straight line, perfect. At one end, the head of a spear. She grabbed it and threw it straight up into the air. Instinctively, Intet let out an intensely hot rush of fire that engulfed the spear, reducing it to nothing in a flash. In the next couple of minutes, the spear came flying back into the skies and hit a bird. The resulting explosion was... disastrous for the bird...
Zess would walk into the training facility. Her head was held high as she would take a look around the place. Might as well have just been empty. Of course though she would simply be training in the first place, she didn't need to have people around for that.
-Terror Shot Training- Zess would close her eyes, a small mark would appear on her face, her clothing began to basically warp into what looked like a piece of armor, it only covered certain parts of her body though. She wouldn't mind it, it showed a bit of her body, but how much she cared? Well she simply didn't. She was just as proud of it as anyone else should be proud of their body. Technically she was naked in a sense since the armor was a part of her skin. She would soon enough hold her arm out, the hand of the armor would slowly warp, beginning to form into what looked like a revolver barrel.
Of course this revolver barrel was just about only that....a revolver barrel. She couldn't do anything else with it for the time being. It was worthless right now, she needed to learn how to create her ammo for this revolver arm of hers. As such she would soon have to begin training for that in fact. She didn't know when...probably right now actually. -Terror Shot Training-
-Terror Ammo Training- As she had the revolver like barrel made up of her armor, Zess would take a breath, focusing her energy through her revolver arm, and then soon enough the arm created a small rotating cylindrical chamber. It began to spin, and then soon stopped. Zess would smile and then aim towards one of the dummy's. She would fire off two shots...each missing. She would then run right up on the dummy, firing off the last four shots into the dummy's body. -Terror Ammo Training-
Relationship Status: Single Current Mood: Excited Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A
Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7
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At Favnir's reply Shura nodded excitedly and ran off out of the academy heading through the streets towards the market near the cannon. She was mentally writing down what she would most likely need to get for their trip. [/Shura exits]
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-Dash training- Boring...Why did I roll out of bed knowing there would be nothing interesting? Lysandre thought to himself. His name wasn't truly Lysandre, but he had heard it somewhere a while ago and decided he would give himself that name. His true name was not something he spoke unless it was the last thing people heard...But honestly...Who could hear the true name of God? He would move around, picking up speed in how he moved. Was he running? Was he dashing? Did it matter? They couldn't touch him...They couldn't stop Time.
-Temporal Void - Lysandre sighed, looking around to no one in general. Why should he care? He had nothing to do with them, but he did have to be aware of his time. He looked around once more, tapping the air in front of him. He seemed to wave it around, weaving something in front of him as he looked around. A small pocket dimension weaving around his hands...Must be nice. Slowly he turned it around, looking around bored. This was...boring. People weren't doing anything actually...except one. Oh? This could be fun. He would have his fun here. It would begin to expand, slowly around the room...He laughed to himself. No one would notice, nor would they care right? How would they even know? No one knew the flow of time, and even if they watched him...How would they ever know?
-Chronodrain-
He laughed to himself. He could feel it all...Every last bit of time flowing through him. Tick....Tock....Tick....Tock... Time was so natural to him. He could hear it all the time...He could see the timelines, but he knew he was still learning. He needed more... Time. His fingers would twist around...slowly he would absorb some time from this area. So many objects...So many things people couldn't understand. He could feel the items aging, see the time lines fading and new ones being made. He blinked. There was someone here in his time line...from a future space and point. He looked to her, the rift closing as he turned to Naniyori. She was training...What couldn't he see yet? He snapped his fingers....Time to find out.
Lysandre froze her shots, simple as that as he made his way towards her. "Looks like fun. Wanna try a real target?' He asked as he started weaving time again. There it would go again, forming into a small orb as he looked to her. He raised a brow, a smirk as well as he looked to her. "Come on...You never know how much Time You have left" A smile on Lysandre's face as he spun the orb around before pushing it in her direction. It was basketball shaped and seemed to be filled with light. It looked like a nice start, but how would she deal?
[Attacks used in post]
Auto learned: Temporal Rift The Chrono Keeper creates a small area of Closed Space about the size of basket ball. Deals light damage if detonated.
• Chronological Paradox A The Chrono Keeper will halt an object completely and freeze it in time. Can only be used on one object at a time and cannot be used again until the first object is released. (Lasts 1 post)
Actually learned: Temporal Void The Chrono Keeper creates a Massive area of Closed Space. This pocket of Closed Space is large enough to envelop a palace made for a king and upon detonation a massive amount of damage is suffered. In addition to this the victim is slowed for a while. (-1 Speed for 2 posts.)
• Chronodrain The Chrono Keeper will gain 15 free minutes from any victim trapped in Closed Space. After this occurs the Closed Space immediately disappears.
Zess watched for a moment as a couple of her shots were sort of just suddenly stopped. Some annoying sort of voice could be heard from her side, she would turn her head, looking the boy up and down and then shake her head. Her carapace began to shed, renewing it's prior form to keep it's durability. Zess had many weapons on her person, and with this guy's suggestion...she smiled. "You're a fool to be willing to be a target." She said to the guy, only to begin unstrapping the many weapons on her person, leaving only a greatsword which was much bigger than her own body, and a clawed gauntlet. The gauntlet was on her left hand, and she held the large sword in her right hand only. Showing how much power she had. She would raise the blade high into the air, then through channeling energy through the blade, swinging it downwards the large sword would release a crescent shaped energy blade, which would slice right through the orb coming towards her, not caring whether or not it was harmful or not, and the energy blade would basically rush right for the long haired fool.
[Learned and Used: Energy Slash B Requires Energy After focusing energy into their sword the user will then make one large slash and send a large wave of energy out in a crescent shape. this wave of energy has the cutting power to easily cut through a brick wall. ]
- Chronolock - He had picked the right person to deal with as of now. It was going to be fun, the way the woman just shredded some new skin. What it was, Lysandre did not care, but what would interest him would be how she seemed to have a high multitude of weapons. Really? Was that what she thought was going to scare him? She seemed to have something to prove, pulling out her largest sword. She channeled her energy through the blade, Lysandre smirking as he watched the girl send the slash at him. Such a large sword, he would just have to move then.
What was he in store for? He had to move, but wait...Three seconds...That was the one he wanted. He wanted that form of himself, and thus he would take it from the time line. She would see him get ripped apart, but that would all be such a nice illusion for her. She couldn't understand time, now would she grasp that the one who was there, was not him. Walking from her left side back to his position, he would turn and face her. What would she think? What would she do?
"That's nice. Is that all?" Lysandre walking past her from her left side. Dying was never fun, but you learned to deal with it. Three seconds before impact, he would of been snagged and brought back into this life time. His time wasn't over yet. He simply returned back to the spot that he was once standing. "anything else?" A smile as he swirled his fingers around, waiting for something new to happen. What did she have in store for him?
[Attacks used in post]
Chronolock The Chrono Keeper will lock a past image of themselves from a different timeline into the present time switch places with it to avoid harm. (Three Times Per Battle)
Temporal Void The Chrono Keeper creates a Massive area of Closed Space. This pocket of Closed Space is large enough to envelop a palace made for a king and upon detonation a massive amount of damage is suffered. In addition to this the victim is slowed for a while. (-1 Speed for 2 posts.)
• Chronodrain The Chrono Keeper will gain 15 free minutes from any victim trapped in Closed Space. After this occurs the Closed Space immediately disappears.
Zess watched as the blade seemed to rip apart the person, but soon enough she say the guy again. "A Regenerating Target is nice." Zess would say, nodding to herself "That means more practice." She would say as she began to move towards this regenerating target. Then coming in with a swing from above to below, but she would not follow through with the swing, when the blade got to a proper location, she would unexpectedly step forwards, which would be turning her slash into an unexpected thrust.
[Learned and Used:Slip Up B Though it looks incredibly simple it is quite hard to preform. From the stance you take a step forward and swing down the sword. When your hands are in front of your eyes take another step forward and thrust the sword. This will change your slash into a stab, the sheer weight of your sword after you thrust it will pull you with it, instead of resisting keep taking steps. This will result it a fast sudden stab towards the enemy capable of breaking steel. ]
-Air Trick- She just didn't seem to stop with her attacks did she? Lysandre wasn't just going to get hit with a slew of attacks, and not in close range. He simply had to get away with her, so he simply used a dash, something he had first started when he arrived. She would see a black blur, a collection of his clothes and attire as he stepped back from her, or at least looked to step back. "That's nice" Lysandre smiling as he was a good twenty feet away from her. She was quite...handy with her weapons, but that didn't mean Lysandre couldn't play around with her right?
He would start running towards her, the wind picking up under him. He had to wonder if she thought him a fool, but he didn't really care. Time spreading around him again, he would suck in some time for him, making sure he wasn't over working himself. How long did he see for her? His powers weren't fully kicking in then, were they? It didn't matter, for in a matter of moments, in his run, Lysandre would be in the air above Zess. Could she see him? Even if she did, she would only see the image of Lysandre gliding, gathering wind into his feet as he turned in a semi circle in the air, sending a barrage of wind fists at her. What would she think about that? What would she do to stop those? He wanted to see how much he could do in so little amounts of time.
[Attacks used in post]
Dash Rank: C Description: Though the normal running of the Trickster style is fast enough to leave a trail of whatever color of clothing they have this is an improvement. This actually causes them to move so fast for a moment that they vanish and appear again. This can be combined with attacks, though there is some strange thing you only disappear for a split second the will however see you again once you are about one meter from the target. Sadly attacking using this is not recommended for you get something like tunnel vision and only see the target you are vulnerable to other people besides the target if you try attacking with this, you are also vulnerable to an attack that comes from below you, above you etc. Not even your bloodline can help. At Adept rank you may preform this in the air.
Air Trick Rank: C Requires: Adept rank Description: You actually preform a powerful move. This will make you disappear and appear above the target suddenly. You may use this to your advantage.
-auto learned- Gliding D They may use a large fan or any light wide object to glide distances. Though it would no longer be gliding, you may use 10 energy to stay in the air for another post by pushing down on the air below you.
Air Punch/Kick E Air punches or air kicks are small, compressed formations of air that can be fired off the fists or feet of the user. It is commonly used in rapid succession.
Chronolock The Chrono Keeper will lock a past image of themselves from a different timeline into the present time switch places with it to avoid harm. (Three Times Per Battle)
Temporal Void The Chrono Keeper creates a Massive area of Closed Space. This pocket of Closed Space is large enough to envelop a palace made for a king and upon detonation a massive amount of damage is suffered. In addition to this the victim is slowed for a while. (-1 Speed for 2 posts.)
• Chronodrain The Chrono Keeper will gain 15 free minutes from any victim trapped in Closed Space. After this occurs the Closed Space immediately disappears.
Zess had an easy solution, she didn't expect this scrawny person to actually run head long at her anyways. Of course when he tried to do something...he failed it seemed, and actually continued running head long at her. She would simply move her sword to block with the flat side allowing him to run directly into the sword, and practically knock himself on his a** from his own momentum screwing him. "Idiot, why would you try something advanced knowing you're simply a newbie?" She questioned with a sigh, as she would grab her weapons and head off to train by herself once more.
[Learned and Used:]
Genji Gincosu
Hey Fool > o> Did you see the REQUIREMENT FOR AIR TRICK?! Oh you didn't? GOTCHA Well ya know, you can't eem learn it.
He had messed up, running into her blade. She let him live, something he did not see. He shrugged, getting off his a** as she walked away. He had more training it seemed, but for now he would be off to go drink. That sounded nice.
Favnir removed his hat his and ran his fingers through his short silver hair. He had worn the hat for awhile now and it was all messy. He placed his hat on the head of one of the dummies next to him. He removed his jacket and set it's arm. Lastly he removed his shirt, his bare chest and toned muscles against the chill in the air. He set his shirt too on the dummy. He walked over to the weights and grabbed a couple fifty pounders. He started with simply doing curls. Up they were big but his draconian strength was more than enough to lift the fifty pound hunks of metal. "One....two.....three.....four...." he went on grunting. He did this for about five minutes, then he placed them down a bead of sweat ran down his face. He dropped forward to the floor but caught himself with his arms to the floor. In a push-up position, he began to go up and down. Breathing out every time he went up. For some reason that girl came into his thoughts. She was quite young to even be part of the Aramilian military. She should get world wise before such things. Before he knew it he had done thirty push-ups. Sweat now glistened on his body, he flipped and sat down panting slightly. He looked to the clock, three minutes had passed. (Skipping the details.) For about thirty minutes he conditioned his body. Hey was dripping sweat and VERY thirsty. He made a quick move to the fountain nearby. He drank hungrily from it for like 2 minutes. After he was done he splashed his face with some of the water. Feeling a bit better he grabbed his jacket and put it on. He grappled his shirt and folded it, he stuck the bottom of it in his back pocket, it still sticking out. He grappled his hat and left, his head was soaking wet so he didn't wear it. <-Exit->
