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 Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 3:46 pm
A group of four people broke the border of the forest, the man and woman in the rear scanning the area around them cautiously. The man in the middle with a headband over one eye had his hands in his pocket, though the way he held himself told he was relaxed a justified feeling of safety. The woman in front was dressed in a dark green, gold and silver embroidered, thick over robe with a single katana at he side, which her right hand rested on.
As the approached the rubble the woman in the back said, "What happened here?" She sniffed the air and said, "I can still smell ash and cement dust, this place must have been huge."
The woman in the front knelt next to some of the rubble, what was left on the edges of the crater, and picked up. She looked at it for a mintue before she left it sive through her fingers and back to the ground. "It was Terry, it was," she said as she looked at the crater, trying to imagen what had happened. "I left the dojo 8 years ago, I never thought I'd come back to....this."
"Do you think anyone is left Kira?" the young man with the head band over his right eye asked. "I mean, not everyone could have been here right?" "I hope so Alex, I would hate to think the entire black company whiped out along with it's home, only those on leave left to survive. Many of those on leave are quite powerful, but not enough for us to revive the company anytime soon, it would take decades if there were only a handful of us left."
"Well, is there anywhere else they could have gone if they survived?" The other young man, the one next to Terry, asked, his tan skin dark in the setting sun. "Well....," Kira thought as she rubbed her chin, looking at the sky. "There is one place, a mashion, though it is some distance away, not too far though. Trevian, can you fly us there?" She asked the same young man who had just spoken to her.
"Sure," Trevian said as he handed his travel pack to Terry and everyone stepped back as he grew in size, his skin changing from scin to scale as he became a white dragon. The others climbed on him as Kira told him how to get to the mashion.
Well Kira though to herself. Not what I had hoped for. Things were troubling for her, but for better of worse, Kira of the Unseen Blade was making her return to the black company....
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 9:19 pm
::The crimson eyes gazed down upon the carcass of the Dojo. The hellish orbs glancing gleefuly over the rubble and smoldering timbers. Chuckling, Kenji darted to the ground, black locks flowing over his face, his bangs covering his left eye. Sneering at the leaving dragon he leaned against a tall birch, crossing his arms as he spat upon the rubble, a look of disdain on his volatile face. HIs emotions swung from each end of the spectrum without yield. Shaking his head he looked towards the sky momentarily, before uncrossing his arms and letting his left hand rest lightly on the hilt of his katana. He was dressed quite simply with a black dress shirt, untucked along with a pair of greyish jeans. To some the man seemed harmless aside from the katana, but it was wise to leave the demon be. Glaring out once again with those diabolical orbs he hopped back into the birch.::
Seems like we have some work to finish up here. Where oh where could that devious little Mastema be. And of course I cannot forget my dear friend Truinthil. Much to be found out my dear Megumi. Shall we?
::With a sickening cackle, he patted the sheathed blade at his side and dissapeared from sight, blurring into a black nothingness as he made his way back into the forest.::
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 8:18 pm
The dark clothing and crimson paint on her lush mouth emphasized her tan, delicate skin. A portion of silky burgundy hair peeked out from under a satin top hat carefully pinned to her head at a jaunty angle. A faint dusting of blue-grey under her eyes indicated she was under some pressure as well as stress.
The womans fitted Elizabeth corset was ruby in color and had been tightly laced in the front with a black ribbon. It was all covered by a ebony business jacket that complimented her rich appeal. Ravens ensemble was completed by tall three inch stelletto boots laden with the requisite knives and daggers that everyone seemed to carry these days and a pair of dusky dress pants.
To some peoples surprise, this Wolf always seemed more like a Vampire with the way she indulged in the customary air of converted Victorian elegance in which vamps also liked to indulge when they weren't busy trying to pass as human.
As it was, she'd taken pains. Her hair was in some sort of complicated updo that looked like it had taken hours to put together, and most wouldn't be able to help thinking how much they would love to pull that apart. Raven had slowly turned into a vision of wealth over the past year. Many changes had been made as well. The small framed woman looked belittled by the remains of the fallen dojo. What a let down... No more socials? Shame.
She wanted to groan in protest, but restrained. Raven had been very unsocial with old history. It would be nice to bother them with being around once more for a short while... or maybe longer.
<3
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 8:48 pm
OOC: Actually, I can have a plausible reason for Cole disapearing and reappearing if I put some thought to it. xD Man, and here I thought I was just going to have to BS.
IC: (Up until he reappears these are Cole's perceptions)
The World Blinks.
When its eyes open again, the world has changed.
It is oddly silent, the world. Almost as if it let its last breath go and forgot to breath in again.
Then It Blinks again.
The world seems to draw in its breath as Cole does, gasping for air and dropping to his knees after reappearing on the ground below where his room had been. A hot coppery taste filled his mouth as his tongue bled where he bit it. His ears ring and his eyes sting, blurred by an abundance of tears.
So it takes him a second to realize where he is, and that sets off another round of gasping.
"What... Where... OoOoOoh s**t how trippy was that."
He sits back on his rear, giving himself some time to catch up.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 2:32 am
"Wow, there's nothing left..."
Cole finishes searching the debris for anything useable, to no avail. He figured that this had been the Dojo, as odd as that seemed. He seemed to remember that it couldn't be destroyed...
But then again, what did he remember about anything? Was that before or after whatever had caused him to lose his memory, before or after his long absence from what he had regained as normalacy?
No, that was wrong again. A term floating into his head and he snatched it out. Not normal normal? What the hell did that mean!
"Well s**t, here I am again with nothing but the clothes on my back."
Was this the second time, or the third? Fourth maybe? Eh, it didn't matter. One thing he did remember was walking, a lot of walking. Maybe if he just started to walk he'd figure something out. Afterall most of his life, before and after what he could barely remember, had happened while walking. Maybe that was his purpose, to walk.
-=Exit Cole=-
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 10:58 am
wanderes come and go.. one of them was coming back.. but now wasnt sure Where to go... confused blue eyes looking at the rubble of the place he once considered a home, standing quite some ways away, carrying only his pack and weapons at his side, little more then that covering his slender but toned form... his already hung, lapin ears, looking like they might drop off... he was speechless, standing quite some distance from the dojo, shadowed by the trees and scattered forest floor light... "nine...."
he coudlnt even move, wanting to think it was some illusion.. a dream... but he didnt want to get any closer out of something near saddness... lex just.. stood there.. idley, unable to get his feet to move, despite how far hed walked to even get here again... "NINE!!" he called out expecting some response from the rubble.. obviously he got nothing more then an echo of his voice... ''.. no.''
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 7:56 am
Whist frowned deeply as he pulled himself through the charred rubble. His master had sent him on this journy some time ago and from what little information he had been given this place seemed indestructable. When he'd heard through his travels of it's destruction he could hardly believe it. And yet here it was, a mass of rubble and charred remains. If he weren't he he was he would get angry, but this lad seemed to just stand and except, the usual, semi-sour face staying in it's place.
He stiffened for a moment and in a flash the brown haired teen had his No-Dachi off of his back and in both hands, turning sharply to face an odd, blonde haired man with a fox grin.
"Who are you."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:08 am
"Hehehehe!"
Tsubaki grinned and laughed and fell over, sighing happily to watch the sky.
"Who am I? Silly boy, I know who I am...you should be asking who you are, Whist Truswell. Out on a journey of self-discovery I see...how amusing!"
His voice seemed syrupy sweet and oh so annoying.
"My poor Hana, my poor poor Ichirin no Hana!"
Tsubaki now stood and continued his fox smile at Whist, widening it to a full out grin. What colour his eyes were was unknown as they seemed to be shut entirely.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 8:50 am
Whist stood at the ready for a moment longer then bright his sword up against his back, the cloth latching itself to hold the large sword. his body relaxed and he looked up, sighing as he felt with his mind how the powers that destroyed this place worked, as well as where they went.
"Tsubaki. Master told me I would likely meet you here. The Dojo is destroyed, do you know where Master wishes me to go next?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 10:37 am
"Oh my silly silly Whist! I am not here to guide you, but rather to accompany you. Things lurk around here that you could not handle on your own. There are things here even your master would have difficulty with!"
He smirked and started to dance through the rubble, balancing on smashed support beams. He smirked and twirled on one larger piece of wood and lept up to a bit of the wlal that ahd remained standing.
"Oooh! I do believe I see one of them coming this way now!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:22 pm
Whist grumbled as he heard the presence approach. His sight soon told him the beast was insectile in nature, but at the same time he was shocked to find out it was mechanical. Not so shocked that he woudls how it of course.
"How do I destroy that?"
He wasn't given the time to wait for a reply, sadly. The mechanical thing, a Drone more specificly, unleashed a barrage of energy blasts. Whist had not expected such a feat and barely leaped out of the way to safety, sending back a blast of fire. This was only a dissappointment as it seemed to have some sort of shielding system which easilly repelled his attack.
"Damnit." His No-Dachi was out just as swiftly as Whist was on his feet. Instead of holding it as a sword he gripped the cloth and started to swing it alongside his body, slashing through the dirt and debris below with ease, sending chips of wood and rock away from him.
He let go somewhat and the cloth lengthened. His No-Dachi shot out at the Drone but it merely swatted it away with a leg. "Damn."
Whist reeled it back in and took cover from the oncoming energy blasts.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:37 pm
Tsubaki started to grin, and then laugh, greatly amused by the Drone and Whist.
"Whoopsy!" He shouted, backflipping down fro his eprch to avoid the machine fire. "Now now, be good Mr. Drone! He's your opponent!"
He giggled and danced about, easilly dodging the continiuous shots fired fromt he machine. His body was too unpredictable for the creatures thought process to find a specific way to catch him offguard, jsut ways to bring him closer and closer. With enough time it would succeed but a sudden burst of speed sent Tsubaki straight at it, feet launching him clear over the mecha and on to the other side, carrying him at speeds beyond normal reach.
"WHIST, YOOHOO! DEFEAT IT OR RUN! EITHER WAY FOLLOW AFTER ME LATER!"
Witht he use of his blood magic he was well beyong the mecha's sights or sensors and deep in to the woods, panting. He needed to feed now and thusly took out a shuriken, launching it clear through a deer.
"Mmm!" He walked over and started eating, leaivng the Drone to Whist.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:06 pm
Chances were that the drone was some sort of test-unit, running a basic op over the remnants of the Dojo. After all, the place would have to be sterilized of magic soon, as well as have the remaining members eliminated. The drone army couldn't allow for loose cannons to be using the Dojo as some sort of focal point, even if it was only a simple visit.
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That aside, the rumbling engine marked the sound of KB and Kobei's arrival. The teal and white car seemed to be of some older make, though parts of it also seemed modern. Chances were the thing was some whacked out foreign design, but in any case the car looked old. One headlight kept a constant beam of light ahead of the vehicle as it came up along the road, leaving behind a large cloud of dust. KB would drive the car up towards the crater, stopping some 50 or so ft away from the lip. Peering out through the dusty windshield, he noticed something was going on at the Dojo. "Weird..." He muttered, in regards to the Dojo having been destroyed.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:52 pm
Kobei shouted aloud in success. "GOT IT!"
She also slammed her head against the roof of the car.
-@__@;;-
Rubbing her head in pain, she tried looking upon the object of her findings. The exact same Pendant, black in color, but this time, it carried no reflection. The sign of pure evil. However, Kobei couldn't tell, so she tried to hand it to KB, to see if he could tell her the appearence of the object.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:55 pm
"Got what? Milk?" He asked, curious as to what might've gotten her so excited. At the same time, he was unsure as to how the hell she performed such feats. After all, without eyesight KB would probably have a hardtime telling the difference between a banana and a wristwatch.
In any case, he was worried about this place. One hand rested idly on the chainsaw as he watched the lightshow up ahead, unaware that the shape he vaguely saw moving was a few hundred pounds of metallic death.
Of course, his eyes had to be pried away to look at Kobei, who seemed to be offering him something. reaching for it with his free hand, he took it and looked it over, on both sides. "Nifty necklace." He said, as a finger traced over the shape. The thing made him shiver a bit, just due to the depth of the color.
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