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 Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 5:06 pm
Zevran
The One Shot Saint • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Reaper
• Class: Gunslinger
• currently equipped: Black trenchcoat, red vest, black dress shirt w/ red tie, black jeans and black combat boots w/ red laces.
• feeling: calm
• Condition: Normal
 The Revered
The Kind hearted
The Guardian As Srin mentioned the next few skills the Reaper was to learn, he'd nod. He decided to start with pistol whupping, as it seemed like the easiest skilll to start with. spinning the weapon on his finger, he pretended to slam it down on the head of some imaginary opponent.
[pistol whupping learned]
The next skill that the reaper was to learn was called snapshot. Aiming his pistol at a nearby boulder, he shot at the boulder. this time, instead of bracing for the recoil, Zevran allowed the recoil to redirect his aim to a new target which he then fired at.
[snap shot learned]
The next skill that Zevran was required to learn was called trickshot. The gunslinger smirked, deciding that he would like this skill quite a bit. He tossed the gun, watching it twirl and flip in the air graciously before it descended back to earth. as it neared him, he plucked it from the air deftly and fired off a quick round.
[trick shot learned]
Dual dance was the next move that the reaper had said to learn in the book, so Zevran decided he would take a wack at it. Pointing his gun at a target, he shot off a round before twirling to the right and drawing his other chrome plated semi automatic handgun, firing that one before he twirled forward, ducking slightly as he did so. Zevran saw that this was a very useful evasive maneuver, and could be used well in battle.
[dual dance learned]
Seeing the next attack on his list, the reaper ejected both magazines from each gun. He had wasted most of the bullets in their clips by now, so he decided that a new clip would be needed for this attack. After he replaced the magazines, he aimed both guns at a boulder, and went to twon, rapidly pulling the trigger on each firearm and slinging an immense amount of lead. When the guns were empty, he looked at Srin. "I like that skill trick shot... seems like a nice skill to impress a crowd." He said mildly before replacing the magazines of his weapons once more, cocking back the sliders before replacing them in their rightful holsters.
• Strength: 6
• Speed: 9 (11 dodging)
• Energy: 550/550 "Just a fair warning, I don't miss." (Zevran's gauntlet) 
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 6:51 pm
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The fair maiden had wandered off while the two men discussed further training, when she reappeared in her hand was a crossbow and a huge bundle of bolts within a quiver that was strapped to her back from shoulder to hip. No words were exchanged as she strode over to a dying tree with grace, her fingers testing the bark. It would certainly make do.
Alex backed away from it, several meters back in fact. She settled into a slightly turned stance. Upon pulling a bolt from the quiver, it was automatically bestowed with holy energy as if by God himself. Yanking back the cord quickly, she loaded in the bolt with the dark feather down and its tiny lever holding it in place. With her strength it was no problem at all.
The skill she would focus on was Piledriver, her own energy blunt area over the tip. This, if fired at someone, would create a crushing blow that would most likely lead to internal bleeding but for now, she just centered on the target. A pull of the trigger and a thunk sound, the bolt was stuck in the tree. It remained glowing even then. Again she repeated same steps, gathering speed as the action became basic. The same result within an inch of the other.
Then she moved to that of the Tripartite, instead of drawing her energy at the tip, it was separated into three thin, vertical lines towards the pointed tip. When she fired off the bolt, it separated into three different crossbow arrows entirely. Their connection was in a straight line of contact. If she turned the crossbow slightly in her grip, the lines angled. The same principle was applied for Lengthener. A fraction of energy was centered at the bolts head and when fired it would create a slice just above and below the bolt itself.
Of course the target would never notice it until it was too late, unless they were energy seers. Those were rare though, and she had not heard of any. When she had completed her training with an assured comfort, the Neph would make her way back to Srin. The crossbow hooked to that of the belt, it would bounce slightly against her thigh as she tread.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 7:15 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████DREADNOUGHTXXGUNSLINGER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore...  XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : R O U G ExxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 5 5 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin would relax for a few moments as the two started to get back to their training. It was nice to see all these youngling learning under him, maybe they could pick a few things from him if they had a short spar with him. That idea was something he could use once they were both done with their training and when they were away from the medical center. All the dreadnought needed was one of the, breaking something of the medical center and upsetting the queen. It only toke a few more things like that to be public enemy number one. Srin would lean against one of the trees with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. Alex would soon come to his side and the voice of the reaper echoed in his ear. His right venom flame would ignite as he heard the reaper talk about the trick shot. Srin would motion had raised his right index finger motioning him to come closer. The Reaper would have to listen and make his way towards the dreadnought. The hand of srin would quickly launch one of his magnums into the air with a care free toss spinning upwards reflecting light off the sunlight above. The sunlight would blind them as they would look up, all of this was a distaction as the dreadnought would quickly take the semis from Zervan and fling them to each side of him. Zevrans magnums would bounce off two tree trunks each on contacting to the other as the rebounded up to his magnum that slowly made its way down. As they all made it to the same height the two magnums would smack in to each side of of Srin's causing it to smack upwards once more but dropped the the other two magnums from their rebound. Lifting both of his hands up slightly the magnums would land in his hands with out much of a glance and the Dreadnought would spin them between his index fingers for a moment. A split second would pass and Srin would launch the spinning magnums at Zevern planning on staggering him back. His right foot would step foreword and his right hand would slightly raise to catch his magnum from the air. The magnum would level down aimmed towards the Reaper's forehead with the lone venom flame looking into his eyes. Srin would pull the trigger of the magnum as he stepped only for the magnum to make a faint clocking noise. "Bang." was all that released from the carapace of Dreadnought before them. The two would have never noticed the clip of his magnum getting smack out from his magnum when Zevern's connected, the whole thing was a trick shot from a master gunslinger... Srin would twirl the magnum in his finger before holstering it on his side. Srin would slowly step back to his spot with his arm crossed again. "That is a trick shot... Boy." he said quietly
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 7:29 pm
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If he expected her maw to be slacked and agape in awe, it wouldn't be. Instead in her warm gaze remained passive from behind the lush lashes and half-lidded stare. Her shoulder pressed against the bark as she leaned, elongating her body at the slight angle. Her arms crossed under breasts, fingers clinging to bare arms. Clearly he was showing off his dominance and mastery of his gunslinger class, what business was that of hers though? She was not a gunslinger. A sigh hung from her pink lips as he spoke to the young man. Where all men like this? Honestly, she didn't know. Was she suppose to giggle and hang on his arm like that in modern dramatic movies? If that was the case, she must be a bore because she remained propped against the tree, unfaltering and chill.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 8:10 pm
Zevran
The One Shot Saint • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Reaper
• Class: Gunslinger
• currently equipped: Black trenchcoat, red vest, black dress shirt w/ red tie, black jeans and black combat boots w/ red laces.
• feeling: calm
• Condition: Normal
The Revered
The Kind hearted
The Guardian As Zevran had finished with his gun techniques, he would gaze over at the returning nephillim with a tawny gold gaze, his attention focusing on her for the moment as she began to fire with the crossbow. Not bad aim... for a paladin. He thought to himself idly as the woman fired off one crossbow round smoothly after another. He spoketo her in a polite, slightly spaniard accented tone, realizing he had not even properly introduced himself. "I don't believe I ever introduced myself. I am Zevran." He said, before Kirin would toss his gun in the air, and the reaperes golden hued gaze travelled from the Nephillim skyward.the sun had glinted off the weapon, causing Zevran to instinctively take a step backwards. He stopped a couple feet away, and felt somebody's hands in his coat pull his guns from his jacket. As the guns were thrown at him, he felt them strike his shoulders, and was surprised as he looked up and found himself staring in a cross eyed fashion at the barrel of a magnum revolver. Before he could do anything, he heard the trigger pull and he flinched, his eyes shutting momentarily as his gauntleted arm moved upwards instinctively. When he heard the simple clicking noise, he exhaled a sigh of relief, before bending to pick up his magnums. Slamming them back into their holsters, the Reaper leaned against a nearby tree, his eyebrows furrowed as the Dreadnaught spoke. "Congratulations Srin, you nearly blew my ********' brains out." Zevran said sarcastically, the usual kind smile from his face gone for a moment and his eyes no longer amused. He sounded angry, but the Reaper wasn't angry... just confused. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach, an emotion he didn't like. He couldn't place quite what it was... but whatever he was feeling, he was not used to it. He was unsure how to react to such an odd feeling, and so for the moment remained leaning against the tree with his arms folded over his chest, his golden eyed gaze turned to a stormy gray as he remained quiet, unsure of what to say. After a very long moment, the Reaper sighed in a relieved tone once more, glad the knot in his stomach had passed. Whatever seemed to be plaguing the Reaper was gone, and it was noticeable as his gaze gradually returned to it's usual golden color, his lips tilting upwards in his passive natural smile. "So... what now?" The Reaper asked quietly, his gaze still directed at the ground as the young gunslinger was lost in thought. • Strength: 6
• Speed: 9 (11 dodging)
• Energy: 550/550 "Just a fair warning, I don't miss." (Zevran's gauntlet)
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 8:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 1:42 pm
 Kumori The Shadow Magistrate ╔══════════════╗ Kumori felt a strong presence in this area, reminding him of the feeling back at Nocturne. He soon heard sounds of gunfire before he entered the place before he approached Srin, Zevran, and a strange maiden in the distance. He dismissed the Maiden before approaching Zevran and Srin, placing the greatsword on his back. "I come seeking aid." Energy: 480 Strength: 7 Speed: 4 ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 3:58 pm
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It would be rude of her not to answer the gentleman, so Alex moved around, moving in front of Srin to talk to Zev. "I'm Alexandra." Clearly Srin had a thing for blondes since both of his students were, and they both had golden eyes. Her skin was softer though, a fine haze cast over it like she could fight off any darkness if it were to suddenly shift to such. Though any type of conversation was cut short but the stranger who dismissed her. He seemed rather uneasy, a dark shadowy tinge of nervousness. Her eyebrow quirked as her honey hues stared. If she wasn't compassionate despite her rigid grandeur of the Nephilim bloodline, perhaps she would have attacked him, blasted him away with a holy command, Alex wouldn't though. He came seeking aid, he didn't look injured.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:43 pm
Regin
A dark elf came up to Kumori from behind and grab him from his back collar. "I shall provide you one." With out another word, he dragged the pale boy out of the medic building and forced him to be pulled tours the Random Clearing.
[Exit]
KnightsRoyal I'm saving the day! Time for you training lesson and stuff! o 3o
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:44 pm
Kumori was pulled out from the Med center.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 3:07 pm
Zevran
The One Shot Saint • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Reaper
• Class: Gunslinger
• currently equipped: Black trenchcoat, red vest, black dress shirt w/ red tie, black jeans and black combat boots w/ red laces.
• feeling: calm
• Condition: Normal
The Revered
The Kind hearted
The Guardian As Srin told him to continue training, Zevran would look up slowly, golden gaze shifting from the floor to the Dradnaught as his face brightened a bit. He decided he would learn some of the earth skills he had not yet mastered. Holstering his pistols, Zevran began focusing on the ground around him. Instantly, large slabs of Earth would slap themselves to the Reaper, the Reaper rapidly being covered in rocks until he had a elegant suit of matte gray rocky armor on his entire body. The reaper smiled to himself, as he liked the little change.
[rock armor learned]
As Zevran finished covering himself in rocks, he began focusing energy into the ground around him. The effect amazed the Reaper. while the Reaper wasn't looking directly at any of them, he could simply feel them all. He knew their exact ranges and locations away from him. He decided that this would be a useful skill fighting many opponents, as he could even shoot through walls to hit his opponents with good accuracy using this skill.
[vibration sensory learned]
As he finished learning vibration sensory, Zevran would extend one gauntleted hand outwards, palm facing skyward. As he did so a rock began sliding up from the ground, a rather large column about a meter in thickness. He then let his arm fall to his side, ready to learn the next earth skill he needed.
[earth column learned]
As the column of earth raised, Zevran prepared himself for the next technique he was to learn. But first things first... he quickly covered his eyes, mouth, and ears with a thin barrier of energy. this ensured that he wouldn't be blinded or hindered by he particles of dust he was about to blow into the air.
[dust shield learned]
As the dust shield covered the necessary parts of his head, the reaper decided he was ready. Making the earth beneath him shake, slowly particles from the ground began rising, creating a storm of dust all around the area. after a while the dust settled, and the reaper decided he was done learning all of the earth skills for now.
[dust storm learned]
Pulling out his shotgun, Zevran decided he needed to learn one more skill before he ended his training for the day. Running over to a nearby tree, he jumped and flipped, showing a rather insane amount of graze and maneuverability as he landed on the branch. pointing the gun against the branch, he fired off a shell into the branch, shooting the limb off of the tree as a whole. as he fell to the ground the reaper landed in a light crouch, deftly replacing the shotgun back in the recesses of his trenchcoat, somehow making it practically completely unnoticeable. "I'm done training Srin, there's nothing else I need to learn at this rank." He said, speaking the truth. He had mastered all of the C ranked skills he could really.
• Strength: 6
• Speed: 9 (11 dodging)
• Energy: 550/550 "Just a fair warning, I don't miss." (Zevran's gauntlet)
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 10:27 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: unzipped leather jacket, shirtless, black jeans and black and red boots
• feeling:
 Feared
Exalted
Evil?  Not long after the Shade was dragged away by the mage, a dark aura could be felt pressing against the Nephillim's natural darkness sensing abilities. The closer Greed got to the Vicinity, the stronger the Aura would get. Finally, a black haired demon sporting a vermillion, bloodred pair of eyes could be seen. An ever present confident smile on his face, the Diabolus would walk towards the group, Not really bothering to conceal his other worldy features in this case. Judging by the look of the dreadnaught present in the group, he wasn't the only one here with demonic features. He surveyed everybody's energy levels in the group, trying to decide which one would be an ideal choice for a fight. The dreadnaught was seething with power, and would probably destroy him. There were two others in the group, but he dismissed the Reaper immediately. He was a gunslinger, and that meant that as soon as the demon got in close, he would destroy Zevran. And he didn't want that. The Nephillim on the other hand... yes, she looked like she'd be a suitable match. It was a bit awkward for him to ask a random woman for a match, but he did want his rank up... and no doubt he would get it if he won. Especially considering the fact that he was extremely susceptibly to light damage. raising a bare arm and pointing a jet black claw at the nephillim, he would speak. "You. I don't exactly know who you are... But your presence makes feels... I dunno, holy I think. It's hard to tell, we don't really get many holies around Luimira. Anyways, i'll cut to the chase, since i'm beatin' around the bush I guess. I want to fight. Just me and you, mono e mono. What do ya say?" He asked, a single black eyebrow raising like a black checkmark above a bloodred iris as he spoke. Jeez, that Dreadnaught is powerful. His energy levels are twice as high as mine... he thought to himself uncomfortably as he finished speaking. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 550 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 10:48 am
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✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore... XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : R O U G ExxG U N S L I N G E R : ± : 2 5 5 0 ll 2 5 5 0 : ±` ▶▶X653 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin would watch as some guy would come for a short period of time, proceed to b***h and than get taken away by one of kusana's idiots. Oh yes how people loved to just stop by and waste his mother ******** time. Sin would relax quietly in his ghostly form on his brother's shoulder just watching all that would go on around him. It had seemed the angel b***h had finished and now it was time to ******** with her. Sin would glance towards his brother knowing he heard his thoughts with only Srin raising his right middle finger to his brother. The crazy b*****d had his fun with her and that was over, Srin was here to get them trained. Hearing Zevran finally speak up to him saying that he had finished his training, Srin started to move towards him reaching behind his back pulling out a steel framed shotgun. Flipping it to where he held the barrel instead of the stock Srin offered it to Zevarn as reward for finishing up his training for today. The dreadnought would not feel the need to say something about it, just simply motion for him to take it. He better have ammo because Srin aint giving him jack s**t for awhile now.
Time would pass before some man had raced out of the forest with some kind of werid demonic energy to him. Sin would facepalm at the arrive of one of these things due to the sheer fact that when two half breed demons were in the same area they sometimes caused trouble. I.e. Makyo and Srin. Srin would focus his attention to his other being as the chains attached to the cannon started to slow grind against his carapace. The venom eyes of the dreadnought would stare deep into the diablous as he started to listen to his words. So this punk wanted to fight one of HIS students? Oh ******** going to die! Srin would glance back to Alex with his venom eyes slanted thinking over what this being had said before actually speaking up turning to look at the demon. "Kinsmen... you believe that your strength is equal to the angel?" Srin would slowly being to walk up towards the Diablous with his massive body starting to flare out his wings faintly. Arch-Demons man, they had show that they were in charge and many could say it was the food chain thing to flash it infront of others. Srin did it to see if he freaked the kid out, honestly he did not care if he would be scared or if he joked back. Ahhhh Srin and his sick kicks. "Very well Imp. If she agrees to this I will grant whomever wins the Rank Adept...." he said firmly
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 11:04 am
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Srin was a much bigger beacon on her radar, the approaching ghoul was just an equal opposite of her. She made no movement towards him, he'd come to her. The wisps of platinum hair dancing with an autumn breeze, and crowning it was a golden nimbus. It was faint but still noticeable. First she looked to Srin as he approached the diabolous, so she'd pluck up the fur jacket. Sheathing her bare arms and then placing the quiver of bolts back on while the crossbow remained at her hip.
He was right, she is rare. Finding someone completely holy was like searching for a needle in a haystack of malevolence. Very few existed and those that did, well....terrible things usually befell upon them. Her porcelain skin glowed faintly as he spoke and Srin turned back to look at her.
"Alexandra, and I accept your request." Alex gleamed. "Where do you wish to have this...battle...at? Here? Or perhaps, else where?"
She would step forward slightly, raising the hood up so the fur framed her soft face. The crossbow would then be removed from its clip and shouldered. Alex wasn't the type for cheap tricks, she was noble and respected the rules of a duel.
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 2:13 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: unzipped leather jacket, shirtless, black jeans and black and red boots
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? Greed's piercing vermillion gaze shifted from the stoic angelic blonde paladin over to the gunslinger, the bloodred circles meeting the the dradnaught's. His smile remained, and he chuckled as he thought of a reaction. "I haven't fought a Nephillim yet... I'm curious how i'd fight my polar opposite." He said in a smooth tone, his vermillion gaze narrowing as Srin called him an imp. imp huh... we'll see how much of an imp he thinks I am in a couple of seconds. He thought to himself before his gaze turned back to the Paladin woman. Once Srin mentioned a rank up, Greed was interested in the fight even more. Ranking up would allow him to start developing his lightning techniques and become a more powerful warrior. As the woman introduced herself, Greed responded. "I never introduced myself... i'm Greed. I say we go until the other yields. And let's battle here. Do you agree?" He asked, his smile dissapearing as he began crouching, his tail waving about like a flexible spear, the sharp black tip glinting in the mid day sun menacingly. As he settled in the crouch he took on a capoira stance, his legs began moving to the beat of an invisible rythm. His claws also extended to a rather long proportion. They were about a foot long in length, though they retained their black color. He would wait for the Woman to make her first move, though if she didn't make he first move then he would attack. He left it up to Alexandra.
(Skills used: extension [claws])
(Active skills: Iron form (2/10) Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 525/550 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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