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[[okay, I'm patient, but this is getting a tad silly, if Bane does not post in the next week (yes I WILL try to contact him) can I just sort of knock his character out cold for a while and like leave him in a bush or something so me and distant one can finally get moving? lol]]

(( I wouldnt exactly apreciate being knocked out, besides I posted a long time ago, the part where he sees Jhay-R and its the next day. ))

Kormea's eyes fluttered open.

The sun was still a distant a tiny glare only just starting to venture over the horizon, bathing the camp in a deep crimson glow.

Kormea looked around him, so many people sleeping, they where all breathing and dreaming their dreams, he wondered if their dreams plagued them like his did him. He doubted it.

Kormea got out his sleeping-bag and onto his feet.

How the hell am I going to do this?

He thought to himself.

He was way too physically weak whilst stuck in Rajossi’s body to take on any of these warriors fairly.

He did have an idea, the only problem was, it was just a bit more than a tad risky. If he could constantly pour his magical energy into his gauntlets during battle they should remain invisible. But, if he did that, he could run out of magic and end up losing control before he had had time to win the tournament. That would be bad.

But he needed to win that materia, if it was, as the whispered rumours about the prize said, a type of summon materia, because without that, he couldn't gain fully control of this body and mind.

He lit a cigarette, enjoying the sweet poisonous smoke as it entered his lungs and left it, making him feel more relaxed.

He could see the man who had knocked him over, what felt like months ago (due to his in-consistent sleep during the night), but had in-fact only been yesterday standing by a tree, hitting it, training himself.

Kormea slipped behind a group of trees, unnoticed by anyone and no longer surrounded by people.

He focused his mind, drawing for energy within him, he channelled it, it felt like he was pushing a buzzing, tingling, immense wave, with his mind, into his two gauntlets.

He looked down at his hands.

Perfect.

He couldn’t see the gauntlets at all, the only problem was, he could already feel his energy dropping.

Rapidly.

He cut the feed of magical energy and his gauntlets re-materialised.

He realised, he was going to have to be so careful in battle the blades didn’t come out. Because if they did and he killed someone, rather than knocked them out. It was game over.

And that will not do would it now?

He thought to himself.

The sun was coming up higher now, a glowing semi-sphere over the horizon, Kormea found it hard to tell, with the glare of the sun, but, he was sure he could see the faint pin-p***k black shape of an airship in the distance, heading for the battle camp.

Lighting another cigarette, his other already finished, he headed back to the camp, a slightly un-hinged smile curling the edges of his mouth.

[[bloody hell it’s been a while since I wrote anything for this character, it took me 10 mins of checking previous posts to remember his name lol]]

Bane jumped out of the tree he had entered a while ago and returned with a collection of fruits, herbs, and a small bottle of what looked like a type of naturally collected syrupy sugaring agent. He quickle set forth to setting up a fire, grinding up the herbs with his mortar and lightly sprinkling the fruits with it, putting them on a stick, and cooking them as he poured the syrup-like fluid onto them as they cooked. After a while Bane finnished cooking and produced a collection of half a dozen or more candied fruits, setting two asside and putting the rest in a small bag.

Bane took a bite of one of the apples and began surveying his competition once more, noting the violent man before and noted the small changes in his stances. He seemed much less ready to kill someone, in fact it seemed the farthest thing from his mind. He looked more peaceful and even somewhat worried about what had happened to him. Bane simply shook his head and continued to eat his food, he would need it for the upcomming tournament, his hand to hand was as good as it was gonna get, but he needed the energy if he was going to face such an unpredictable addversary.

(( -doesn't remember if she took her bow with her- >>;; ))

Shin came in near Chris, though her strength was quite admirable for a girl her size, she'd often prefer using her speed and agility more. She noticed an odd, deadly rage about Chris. Something had changed, an aging not so evident to the normal eyes. She also wondered how Clouse would handle himself in the battle. Would he, like Shin and her brother, know the advantage of accurate cover fire in combination his melee attackers? Like covering a slower shot with faster ones? Had he and Dart fought side by side before?

She shot up the body of a large built enemy and intertiwned her legs around his neck before flipping back, using her speed, momentum, and strength to flip him towards a few other near by enemies and proceeded on almost dancing around her multiple opponents and tearing off thier armer before quickly and accurately striking thier sweet spots.

Shin neared Chris just a bit more, slowly she felt enraged. She spun down and tripped the enemy of a near by opponet who was looking to slam down at her with a hammer. Following through, she went on with the spin and jumped up planting a good hard reverse sidekick into his throat before landing and giving him a flying knee to the chest. The soldier stumbled back knocking into a few enemies in Chris' way.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?!"

Shin growled as she dodged the blow of a large hammer and disarmed it of the man. Wonder if I could pick one of these up?

((hope yall dont mind me jumping in i didnt even know this guild even had a rp.hope you dont mind me being evil))

Zetsu stood in the middle of a grassy feild surrounded by bodies of the innocent travelers he had just killed in cold blood.Luaghing evily he walked over to one of the bodies that was trying to crawl away and stabbed his scarlet four foot blade into the Men's chest

"Hmph no one presents a challenge anymore"he said then pulling his sword out of the dead mans chest. He turned and walked towards the supply cart and looked in saw a loaf of bread and a bottle of water grabbed them and walked off in the direction of a city called corral

((well their was not any instructions on how to make a profile i mean hello i created a rp and the first thing i did was create a set of rules and instruction on how to play and make a profile))