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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 9:43 am
En and a Bag fairy to Wendy and Artemis
En had followed silently, nothing really being required to say. He watched Wendy closely, gauging her level of skill and stamina from how she walked. Her gait and rhythm were better indicators than anything she could say about her experiences. It seemed she was still pretty new to hand-to-hand combat, she hadn't yet acquired that grace of movement that identified all such practitioners. Several ideas came and went, some meriting further deliberation, others being discarded immediately. With her size and apparant skill, there were a handful of techniques that wouldn't suit her at all, while there were others that would work very well. By now the quartet had arrived at the proper training room, and En took the chance to familairize himself with it's dimensions. It was plenty big enough for a training session or spar, but to be sure he counted his footsteps from the door to the center. Coming to a stop just off the center line, En faced Wendy and set his bag down. Ko-tan protested this rather vocally, her small voice even audible through the thick fabric of the bag. Mmph mrr flaming romll hrin pain! En still paid her no mind, leaving the bag zipped up tight so she couldn't escape. Give her some time to cool down, later on she'd only be slightly uncontrollable. Instead, he let his arms fall down to his sides, standing casually. Alright, let's begin. Hit me as hard as you can.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 4:52 pm
Kayato crossed the grounds from the Dining Hall and made his way towards the Training Hall. He'd been here for a week or two now, and he still hadn't gotten any training done. Fingering his katana, he pushed the door of the Training Hall open and entered the lobby.
Heading down the lengthy hallway Kayato found an empty training room. Since he needed a challenge, he turned stepped up to the panel that controlled the room's variables. Might as well set some bots up to fight against. Kayato thought, punching in the data. Once he was ready, he hit the Start button.
Immediately the first bot attacked. It looked like an exact clone of Kayato, which surprised him at first. But the swordsman shook off the surprise and drew his katana. The bot drew his and charged at Kayato, letting out a warcry. Kayato dodged the strike, and slashed back, catching the bot. Defeated, the bot vanished. Another two bots appeared at once, and came at Kayato.
This'll be fun training... he thought.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 6:03 pm
Kai had turned. His normally pure silver-white hair had changed to a black so dark one wondered how it could reflect any light. Rivera's death had completely changed him, deranged him. Kai's perpetual smile had morphed... it was as if he had taken on Rivera's marble-cold personality. The Gyrfalcon and her accomplice, the Silverwing had both left the world... now he takes on a codenamfe for himself. The Darkkite. The job had come quickly. He, who was even more skilled than the legendary Gyrfalcon had retaken his job and come out of retirement. The seventeen year old was faster than lightning, and quicker to react than anything. He didn't need strength with such speed and phenomenal stealth.
The silent shadow had already preplanned his traps. Every corner of the room formed a barrier on the walls. If Kayato tried to escape, he could, but the shock of the stunbarrier would render him dazed for several seconds... enough time for Kai to make his killing move. He himself was immune to the shock... many weeks of training had taught him endurance against it. Without any warning, he streaked into the room in full silence and an speed that left him as a black smudge in space at worst and invisible at best. The giant sword in his hands seemed ghostly, almost invisible in the air. His first instinct was to turn and block if his shot missed. There was a good chance that it didn't. However... and good assassin NEVER lets his guard down. His primary instinct, if not his first, was always to form a strong barrier around himself to avoid injury if he could not block. However, there were few times when he could not react to some speed. Rivera had been the fastest he's seen besides Marcus... but Marcus wasn't agile, he was only fast. Let this job be a quick one...
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 12:58 pm
Two more clones fell to Kayato's blade as he began to get back into stride. His katana hadn't been used in what felt like an eternity, and it took all of twenty minutes to get the feel back for it. Now that he was worked up, however, the clones began to drop like rocks. One particularly sneaky one tried to drop from the ceiling on top of him. Expertly, Kayato waited until the last moment before dropping his blade and letting the helpless clone impale himself upon it. Picking up the blood-less blade, Kayato struck down another clone. Then, as he made to decapitate another clone, he sensed something behind him.
Not pausing to look behind him, Kayato dived sideways, where he watched a a black streak passed through the spot where the swordsman had stood not a moment before. The clone, which had begun to lunge towards Kayato was in the direct path of the streak, and promptly vanished.
"What the hell...?" Kayato wondered, gripping his katana with both hands.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:42 pm
[[First time getting ready to do a fighting post ^^;]]
Vinata held her training bag and walked along in her black heels. The tapping could be heard threw the hallways. Training hall...Training... She turned her head to her left and fall the doorway to the room. She pushed the door open and watched as the many kids, and even adults, were fighting, or rather training.
"This could be intresting.." She mumbled to herself as she took a seat down to the bench and pulled off her heels and put on a pair of green Nike running shoes. Vinata put the black heels in her bag and pulled up her bag onto her shoulder and walked over to the changing room. She pulled off her office clothing and put on a training, or working out clothing on. A black armless top and navy blue track pants. She found a locker and put her things in, then locking it.
"Alright. Training." She mumbled as she walked into the training area. People could be seen fighting robots, and many other things. Even though she was a teacher, she had no clue what to do. Eh..Uh...
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 1:51 pm
Vinata sighed to herself then followed herself up with a small personal laugh. She walked over to a public area and soon stood up to herself. She closed her eyes, and slowly gusts of winds surrounded her. They soon formed sluggish people. She stopped and stood still, watching them infront of her. "Hae!" She screamed out as she pushed forward, starting to run to the Wind dummies.
Although they were dummies, they had a brain. She focused up on the main one, the darkest blue one. She pushed her left arm forward, but the Main wind demon jumped into the air. It landed with a thump. Vinata gained her position back then turned herself toward it. She pulled her two hands forward and did a flip over to him, attempting to push a kick into him. It instead kicked out it's leg at her and hit her hands, therefore causing her to fall down. She landed on her legs.
She wipped the side of her mouth and smirked. "Well, you gotta do better than that." She said, slowly bringing up the power of her voice at the end as she ran forward once more, bringing up her fist. It quickly jumped up, but she smirked and did a flip, pushing her hands therefore causing her to jump upwards, feet up. She hit it's "head", causing it to turn faint and disappear. The rest of them also disappeared after.
The followers are nothing without their leader.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 3:42 pm
Vinata came down on one knee and took a deep breath, inhaling, then exhaling. "Good fight.." She mumbled to herself as she stood back up and walked over to a seat. She took a deep sigh and wrapped a towel around her neck, then stood back up to stretch. Just the stretching ruitine then I'll be out.. She stretched her arms out to her left, then to her right. She then bent her legs down untill they made a perfect line.
She stood up then shook her hair, causing the sprinkles of sweat to fall out. Vinata took the towel and dumped into the towel disposer, then headed to her locker. A good day's work. She picked up her bags then changed quickly. She took out her bottle of water that was very cold, it at first had ice in it. She drank it up without taking another look. She put the water bottle back into her bag then found her hand wraps. She smiled with a near sweatdrop. "Forgot my hand wraps." She mumbled as she looked at her sore, pink, and dusty knuckles.
"Oh well.." She sighed and picked up her things, then double checked. I got everything.. Vinata said as she fixed her straps and left the Training Hall.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 5:45 pm
Quite coincidentally, Kai's speed turned his straight path and he ended up rounding around his target, landing conveniently behind him. Her sword gleamed with a ghastly light, both it and his auras hidden as he made his second attack. He became even more wary as he lunged in a sweeping slash with enough span to cover 4 feet of distance. The sweep wasn't horizontal, but diagonal... so if he tried to jump or duck, he would have to be very skilled in both to avoid direct injury. And even if he could dodge the shot, the sword would be in a position to immediately attack him whether he be up, down or back. Perfect... That was the mind of the assasin. Pure tactics, speed, stealth and luck.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 6:41 pm
Marcus sat silently on the floor of the enteranceway to the training hall, his sword cradled in his arms as he waited for his opponent to arrive. Truth be told he was fairly excited about getting to fight someone he had never met before, it would give him a chance to fight an opponent he knew nothing about, it would rely totally on his skill. Closing his eyes he tried to thik of ways to gain an advantage in combat, most likely he would have a speed advantage and that would be something good to have, however his sword play wasn't the most skilled thing ever......Silently, he still waited.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:10 pm
The streak began to curve after it hit the clone, coming around and behind Kayato. "What the - " he repeated, spinning around and gripping his katana. Kayato couldn't make out who, or what, it was that was attacking him - it was moving so fast it was just a black blur. The blur shot towards the swordsman at an incredible speed. He raised his sword and held it tightly. He wouldn't be able to dodge it, that was for sure. He just had to hope he could parry the blow. The slash was diagonal, and struck Kayato's katana with such force that it was blown from his hands. The sword shot across the room and embedded itself deeply in the wall. The force also sent him careening backwards, where he smashed violently into the wall and crumpled to the floor.
Groaning, Kayato tried to stand. Blood was steadily trickling from the back of his cranium where it contacted the wall. Dazed and weaponless, Kayato looked up at the streak.
Who the hell is this?! he thought groggily.
"Who...?" he began.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:38 pm
Kai wasted absolutely no time. He already lost precious moments when the impact of his hit jarred his limbs through his sword. He continued moving, shifting in and out of view with his sword, undetectable and even when seen, untrackable. Before his victim had a chance to finish his inquiry, he had recovered fully, and was closing in on Kayato with a fierce precision. However, he didn't attack from the front... He had slowed his pace by a miniature fraction so Kayato would probably think he was attacking him head on... however, that was just a feint, the moment he was a hair's breath in reach of any attacks Kayato might pull, he switched to directly above Kayato's head, attacking downwards with his sword, carrying a barrier around his body. The barrier would protect him from any surprise attacks as well as increase the tension and pressure of his sword, thickening the space below him and ultimately, slow down any motions of escape this man might be able to utilize.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 8:13 pm
Gravel Crunching under foot he stood outside the training hall looking it over. It had been sometime since he had last been here and now he was supposed to train someone? Looking at a printout he walked inside pushing the glass door inwards as he kitty tail fwipped about behind him. Looking to his left then right he checked the image of the person he was supposed to help as his four swords rested on his belt. Raising his metal arm prothesthic he scratched the back of his head as he spotted someone who looked quite similiar to the picture. Walking up to the person he held the notice up with his right prothesthic and pointed at the image with his left hand.
"Is this you, nyu?", he asked the person sitting down.
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 8:05 am
Wendy and Artemis To En and Ko-tan
“Hit you?” Wendy questioned. She couldn’t just hit him! En had done nothing to provoke her or make her angry, she’d only just met the guy, and already he wanted her to act out in such a violent manner. Artemis however, wasted no time in complying with En’s request. The bouncy squishy leaped up and flew toward the man. She however over compensated and ended up flying over En’s shoulder and slammed into the wall. “Are you okay?” Wendy called to her pet as Artemis stumbled about. Artemis just happily cooed and hopped around quite pleased with her failed attack. Wendy supposed her pet was trying to show her just how easy it was to hit someone; Wendy was Artemis’s loving mommy and the little Rachisu certainly had no problem with assaulting Wendy. “Okay,” Wendy resolved and stepped toward En. He never specified how exactly he wanted her to strike him so she balled up her little fists and tried to think angry. She pulled back her left hand and with all her might, swung toward En’s midsection.
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 1:02 pm
The streak...well... streaked towards Kayato. The swordsman was leaning against the wall, completely unable to make any moves. The attacker headed straight for him and it looked like he/she/it would strike from the front - impaling Kayato. But at the last moment the foe switched to an overhead attack. In a last bid for a dodge, he fell half-heartedly to the left.
"GAAAAIIII!" He felt the piercing pain of the sword's mass striking just next to his neck. The pain travelled down his right shoulder, and Kayato cried out in pain again. His right arm was now just barely holding on by a piece of skin - the bone and muscles had been completely shattered. Slumping to the floor, Kayato laid in a bloody heap. There was absolutely no hope for him... who was this person, why were they attacking him.
Not wanting to see death coming - though he knew it was impending - Kayato closed his eye, refusing to look at the merciless demon who wanted him dead.
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 1:37 pm
Kai was different from Rivera. He was not the traditional honorable warrior. The greatest he could be was an honorable assassin. Having learned everything Rivera knew and more, he was indeed formidable, especially because he had all of Rivera's speed and several times more strength. Rivera probably would've let her victim speak a word or two before he died... he wouldn't. That just wasn't his style... His sword rose up in a ghostly arc, sweeping diagonally downwards towards the direct center of Kayato's body. That way there was less chance of him trying to escape... supposing he could move. Shock energy was laced around his body. If Kayato tried to grab onto him, he would be met by a very unfriendly paralysis agent. And in place was the aural barrier, to prevent injury from any magical attacks. Kai was getting slightly more weary. Keeping all this in place was draining him very slowly... but still, it would add up later. He wanted this to be finished quickly.
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