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*Silver saw the dirk easily. He grinned as he cuaght it, using his slight telekinetic powers to help him. Silver throws the dirk off the tree, where it would be of no use. The dagger whirled off into nothingness....

It was dusk, and was getting dark enough. Silver threw his pendent into the air before he landed, and it disappeared into nothingness. As silver landed on a different platform, he prepared himself.*

Kupo heard something in the distance, it sounded like a battle. Kupo loved to watch fights to better himself. He rushed over to the sight of the battle to find Silver and Braiddan in the middle of a battle.

'I don't believe it! A real fight! ... what is it these 2 do?' Kupo flipped through his book to figure out just exactly what it is these guys can do.

Kupo turned around slowly to ehar that someone was looking for a fight. He looked at him, and started to consider it.

'Kupo, he's a fool. You need expiriance in battle, and he's an easy target.' Malticus said in his mind. Kupo grasped his head.

'Damn, if that's what he wants, I have no choice I guess.'

Kupo aproached the young man, who seemed to appear out of no where.

"Alright, I'll fight you." Kupo said to him

"Why on earth are we in a bar. Stop being a hathead and attack. Typical of Kyonuske type followers."

Reiko folded his arms just after adjusting his all white A-town hat. His stance was more of a stance of defiance than one ready for fighting, but Reiko didn't care, he ain't neva scared.

Position? Right infront of the entrance. If anyone came in or went out, they'd have to inch around them.

*For a moment there was nothing, then a short distance away from the Lillac haired senshi, the darkness seemed to blink, then opened almond shaped eyes of golden flame to her.

The eyes floated before her, their gaze luminous and alleuring as the flames within them flickered and danced intoxicating and enticingly. The eye's feral slits narrowed and then flickered briefly, the black slats curving into crescent moons and then returning to their cat-like 'normality'.

The darkness wavers as it seems to part, allowing the form of a very slender and lithe woman to materialize before Juunikyuu.

Upon first glance one would have taken the woman to be the personna of Lady Sierra... and while it was indeed the elf maiden's body, the soul in control was not.

The ancient demoness of Fire and Darkness; Ra'kar'shei'lian peered at her opponent thoughtfully from a veil of thick black, lacey lashes.

Her long, arrow-straight ankle-length hair was pulled back in a high ponytail, mostly out of the way, leaving her face strikingly visible, framed by a fringe of ruby red bangs, tipped with black, her normally completely blood red hair, also streaked with ebony. Dark tattooes scrawled across the elf demon's cheeks and added to the contrast her dark eye make-up provided, Making the burning eyes almost -pop- out at you from the pale and icy complextion of what seemed like a perfectly caved statuette of white marble.

She had shed Sierra's long and fancy gown for the elf's battle armour, and besides having a wicked arsonal of metaphysical abilities she was armed to the teeth with cold steel and other things that didn't care what you were as long as you had flesh to slash at and blood to taste.

Ra'kar laughs, and it crosses the distance between the two women like an irritating hiss, marching over Juuni's skin like an army of invisible mites, all of them armed with miniature branding irons and all of them poking at her in flesh searing pain.

Her delicate hand plays over the hilt of a short sword at her side, just one of the few weapons she had strapped on her person.

She levels a none-too friendly look at the angelic being and her lushous lips twist into a sardonic smile*

"You do realize that I am not my soul-sib, I will not hold back just because you are something to my counterpart... I care not what you mean to her at this moment, you are an obsticle to be overcome... Nothing more. Nothing Less."

*It was harsh but it was true, Normally Ra'kar would have protected the Senshi, but this wasn't a match against someone who wanted to harm Juunikyuu... this was a match WITH her. And Ra'kar had no dellussions that the Senshi would hold back because of who shared this body. The challenge was issued and there was no turning back.*

*As she talked she raised her personal shields even higher than they were.... (Which was pretty high to begin with) She laid on a few more layers of protections, the multi-elemental mesh of protective power guarding her from any mundane magical offensive tactics. If Juunikiyuu wanted to use magic, she'd have to bring out the big guns, like Ra'kar had said... she wasn't playing around.

No spell or attack combined with magical traits that wasn't at least master level or higher... would be like throwing insults. They might irritate a bit, but they wouldn't hinder her. Another handy trait of her shields, would be that her energy signature, would be untraceable unless she made it otherwise.

She also raised her mind shields to a very cautious and defensive level. If the Senshi tried to invade her mind, the mental assault she would trigger would unleash a plethora of unpleasant images... the images were the darkest of the dark and would make any normal being promptly empty their stomachs of anything that may have been eaten earlier, Not to mention the nightmares that such haunting things could cause for one so fair as the senshi.*

"Dishonour my soul-sister? Of course you wouldn't... But I am not your precious Sierra-samma now am I?"

*The demoness slides her right foot back and bends her knees ever so slightly. She brings her left fist up to guard her front, her right hand down by her thigh, ready to guard low or to draw a weapon.

Other than moving into a basic ready stance though she remains seemingly impassive as the woman charges her. She keeps her body relaxed and her cat-like eyes drink in the Senshi's every movements, paying close attention to the centre of her body, the muscles that would twitch first and betray hidden movements.

Surely even a being of light wasn't so stupid as to rush her so haphazardly? No of course not. If the Senshi continued her reckless path and charged headlong at Ra'kar, she risked being cut down. No, her gut told her to wait for the real attack, and when you're a warrior.. human or demon or other... you learned to trust your gut. It kept you alive.

Ra'kar'shei'lian's patience was rewarded when Juuni abandons the rouse and takes to the air, twisting over her head to land in an attacking position behind her.

Ra'kar could have done several things then, She could have attacked from beneath, or even turned to face her... but instead she listened to the air ripple reverberating in her ears. What might have seemed like silence to someone else, was a symphony of sounds to the demoness and the air was singing with the Senshi's movements, this was only way that she was monitoring her movements...

She could sense and smell Juuni's scent and signatures as surely as if she was some tantalizing aroma, cloyingly sweet and calling to her like candy. Hers for the taking...

Still she commanded her body to hold still, biding her time, waiting until the timing was right.

Then just as Juunikyuu was landing, Just as she readied to strike, Ra'kar made her move.

Juuni swiped out with her staff and 'Adema' Sierra and Re'Kar's tail snaked out to meet it.

Adema's tail tip as sharp as any steel blade struck for the nearest hand, the armoured tail spine that sheathed the snake like apendange knocking against the silver staff in a swift but strong blow.

Whether or not it would throw her off balance crouched like that. Neither the tail nor the demoness cared...

If Juuni altered the strike Adema would forsake seeking the senshi's hand and instead wrap around the staff, making the angelic woman have to wrestle her for it.

Ra'kar was not stupid though... She had been burned by something pure like a Senshi before and she was in no hurry to repeat it. The shields that she had raised before Juunikyuu charged, would negate the ill effect of the tail meeting holy flesh of her opponent.

This wasn't all though....

The Senshi had forgotten Ra'kar's four feathered wings, furled tightly against her back. As Juuni landed and Adema struck, so her wings snapped out over her opponent's head, each feather as hard as a dragon's scale, a natural shield... yet if they came in contact with the woman's skin she would be surprised to find that they were as soft as down.

And if all went according to plan, they would indeed come in contact with her.

The two lower and slightly smaller wings came down at inward diagonal strokes seeking to smash at her petite body from the sides, hopefully impeding a roll or lunge to the side.

The upper wings dipped down from above like a hammer, hindering her from behind as well given their impressive span of 9ft.

There was a chance that the senshi being small and flexible and Ra'kar being in a standing position... would be able to dive beneath the reach of the wings... but it would be difficult and risky, possibly leaving her slow to recover and vulnerable from another attack...

And there was the fact that Adema was attempting to strike at her hand or snare her staff.

Ra'kar'shei'lian's body sings with tension as her muscles are ready for her to dodge out of the way of some unforeseen attack, all the while keeping her senses acutely trained on her opponent awaiting her reaction.*

And lo, there was Chris. And there he sat. Listening to some form of "gangster rap" on his "MP3 player". His attire was smart, and sharp. Consisting of a kevlar vest, covered in silk, for comfort. And coal coloured trousers, with shiny leather shoes, that came to a point with a metal toe cap. Covering Chris's hands, were gauntlets, made of leather, with metal finger guards. And his auben hair was covered with a black hat, white feather and everything.
"Sigh... is there anything to do in this place..."