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A leash? No, but she pretty much owned his manhood and the glorious part of it is, that she didn't even need to see it. Alex would smile more, thinking to herself. The diabolus weren't so bad, if you threatened a holy arrow through their livelihood and instead, got a favor out of it. It was a great turn of events for her.
"I wouldn't dream of it," her lips pressed as she hid the smile. "I'm sure you and Srin will get along just fine. You both have that dark and brooding look." Oh sweet Lord, she was on a roll. Srin was gonna kill her, well most likely not but he could torment her. Her brows furrowed slightly before they would raise and look over to Srin, who was still in raging dreadnought form. He didn't exactly look happy.
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 2:53 pm
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Alexandra found herself under his watchful eyes again, she didn't step away even though it made her slightly uneasy. "Ah. Well..." She felt bad for him, for what he was and now condemned to hell for all eternity. Did he even know his father? She knew hers, and her human mother. Though they were in Yuran and that place was apparently under attack, but who could trust the word of a shade? Her curious spheres fractioned under the curtains of jet. He was a walking abomination! The thoughts soon dissipated as he mentioned his looks and that of Srins. Her face dropped as she looked at the ground, it was a rather awkward conversation now. Srin was...well he was quiet but so was she, he did save her though and without his help, she would have died to the Wurms. She admired him in ways, felt indebted to him, and hell, she was compelled to save him some way. It was a hard feeling to describe.
"He looks... nice...without the carapace." She couldn't look at any of them, her gaze would not remove from the ground. "You're...you are okay, I guess." Her faint smile returned but she didn't look up. "Besides, he could beat you any day."
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 4:26 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?  As the Nephillim mention Srin's looks without the carapace, greed shrugged. He figured joke made the nephilim woman uncomfortable. He spoke again, black clawed hand withdrawing from his coat pocket as it began scratching the back of his raven haired head."I was joking. And yeah, I know that. But still. He can't compete with my radiant personality... anyways, you and srin go ahead and... do whatever it is you were doing before I got here. If there's anything i've learned, it's that i'm not anywhere near strong enough. So, i'm gonna train. You children have fun now, behave while i'm gone." He said sarcastically, giving a wink in the direction of the Dreadnaught and the Nephillim as he began walking a good distance away. Once he was far enough away his smile dissapeared, his vermillion gaze turning to one of a pitch black tone as he concentrated, he settled low into a fighting stance, intent on learning a few new skills and styles so he wouldn't be so easily beaten in the future.
[muay thai stage one learned]
Putting his hands around the back of an imaginary opponent in front of him, he practiced the clinch. He began raising his knee upwards, smashing it into an invisible opponent's face. This move would do well against opponents of a weaker strength rating than him.
[clench learned]
As he let go of the clench, Greed brought one knee and arm forward slightly as he prepared himself to learn the next muay thai technique. The demon raised his knee into the air, bringing down an elbow and touching the tip of his knee with the tip of his elbow, forming a sort of shield. This shield could block attacks of D rank or lower, and didn't cost him any energy.
[knight's shield]
As Greed exited his knight's shield and his foot touched back down to the ground, his hips swayed violently as his leg raised, giving his next kick some additional torque. He imagined his shin coming into an opponent's head, smashing his jaw on contact and knocking him out cold. Greed smiled, glad that he had just finished mastering all of the skills within the first stage of muay thai.
[elephant kick learned]
For the next stage of Muay Thai, Greed was aware that he'd have to do something rather painful. Walking to the nearest and thickest tree around him, he would inhale deeply, taking up a stance before before smashing his leg into the tree with an elephant kick. The kick smashed into the tree, making it groan and shake mightily, though it didn't break all the way down. He then kicked the tree again, his eyes clenching as he continued to kick the tree over and over again. He kept kicking until he heard the tree crack and fall over, smiling contentedly as he saw the tree crash down.
[muay thai stage 2 learned]
Greed began shaking out his legs, surprised that he had managed to deaden his nerve muscles. His skin was naturally iron hard, so it didn't take him half the time that it might've taken an ordinary human to do it. To practice his next skill, he imagined a fake opponent once more, running forward and jumping. As he did so he brought the sharp tip of his knee forward and upwards, slamming it into the imaginary person's head.
[hanuman vs lanka learned]
For the skill shin stomping, Greed simply went through the technique in his head. It was a rather simple technique, and only required him to kick his opponent's kick in a sense. This would effectively stop most forms of straight and round kicks from reaching him.
[shin stomping learned]
As soon as he finished mentally reviewing the shin stomping skill, Greed moved on to the next technique. He ran forward and brang both knees into the air, slamming each knee onto the shoulder of an imaginary opponent as he imagined taking them down to the ground. He then slammed his clawed hands into the ground, imagining pummeling an opponent while in a full mount.
[double takedown learned]
For the tombstone skill, Greed decided that he would test his prowess upon a nearby boulder. running and jumping into the air, the diabolus jumped into the air and performed a quick flip whilst grabbing his ankles and pressing them against his behind. His knees smashed into the boulder, completely annihilating the huge chunk of rock as the demon went straight through the boulder, landing on his knees on the other side. He stood up, dusting white powder and small pebbles from his black pants as he did so.
[tombstone slam learned]
Jumping into some wing chun training, the berserker jumped into a different stance entirely. Both feet firmly planted, his hands weren't blocking his face but instead close to his chest to allow for faster punches. This was the easiest and quickest stage of wing chun to learn.
[wing chun stage one learned]
Greed decided the first wing chun skill he wanted to learn was called lunge punch. This skill would let him get the jump on enemies. Normally, Greed liked straightforward and physical fights. However, as recent times have showed, this wasn't always possible. Putting energy into his legs, he felt himself flying forwards as his image was multiplied by anybody watching, he moved so fast there appeared to be three of him.
[lunge punch learned]
After using the skill lunge punch, Greed immediately shifted his center line in a quick dodge, chaining the lunge in with a newer skill. He then jabbed his left arm forward in a swift jab at an imaginary opponent's throat. As he finished learning the shifting punch technique, Greed decided that he was done learning new stuff from wing chun for now... this style didn't suit him much, but it did have a few skills that any berserker could appreciate at least.
[shifting punch learned] 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: Sat Oct 05, 2013 10:27 pm
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Clearly Srin fell asleep ( scream WULF! ) cause he was just standing there, doing his thing with Zev. She had no idea. Instead, Alex would settle herself against the tree, the demon fur again framing her face as the hood was placed back up to hide her glowing pallor. Her golden orbs would watch the diabolus, he was doing some weird hand motions and kicks. He looked pretty silly standing in the field moving around like that, she had to bite her lip to hold back the laughter. He was making all kinds of grunts and faces, it was terrible.
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 11:40 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? feeling the instinctive pressure of a gaze against his back, he would turn for a short moment and spot the nephillim watching him. He shook his head before returning to training, Deciding he needed to learn some more capoira. It was his favorite style, and it looked more like dancing than fighting honestly. Most of the moves were very flashy, and would allow him to beat an opponent to death without even using his fists. To practice this stage, the diabolus would simply begin performing a few handstands, attempting to familiarize himself with how he would walk about comfortably on his palms while still maintaining balance. If the nephillim thought that his muay thai training was funny, she would surely get a kick out of watching this. He kept practicing this for several minutes, and was soon practically able to sprint forward on his hands, moving at a scarily fast pace as he launched himself forward, landing in a crouch upon his feet as he exited his handstand.
[capoira stage three learned]
After exiting the handstand, the berserker did an odd movement. Displaying an amazing amount of dexterity, he would do a no handed cartwheel to the right, his muscled body flipping sideways through the air as he landed perfectly, one foot after another. He made the skill look easily honestly, but it was an extremely hard movement to pull off that would require excellent timing on the demon's part to actually use in battle.
[phase shift learned]
Immediately after utilizing phaze shift, the demon decided to learn the next skill from Capoira. Jumping lightly into the air and placing a single hand upon the ground, Greed kicked one leg forward in an extremely fast arc before pushing himself off of the ground and landing in the capoira stance once more, his legs moving about to the usual invisible beat that only most capoira users understood.
[flash kick learned]
After landing in the Capoira stance, Greed jumped forward once more, flipping his body and landing into a handstand. This time however, he began spinning himself against the ground rapidly, his legs representing a child's spinning top as they spun around him in a blurred fashion. Since he was a berserker he could even walk about on his hands while he did this, though he found it rather difficult since it was his first time ever attempting to perform this skill.
[leg storm learned]
After finishing leg storm, the berserker took his sleeveless jacket off, his fit body a tanned and sweaty mess as he finished his capoira training. He had been learning new techniques for a while now, and the warrior felt like he was making some sort of progress. As soon as he took off the jacket, he would walk over to the nearby tree he just kicked down, resting his bare back against the rough bark of the tree as he sighed, focusing on his breathing. The Berserker began some cooldown stretches, pushing one leg forward as he touched it with his hands, stretching himself forwards as he felt the muscles tugging in his legs. The cooldown stretches calmed the berserker, and provided him with a sense of peace after having his adrenaline flowing so rapidly for the past hour. His vermillion gaze was shut for now, eyelids resting in a relaxed fashion over the demon's tanned cheeks. After a moment he switched legs, stretching again before simply resting, his head leaning back against the tree as his gaze went from the dreadnaught and reaper, shifting over to the hospital before landing upon the nephillim again. The demon shook his head, unsure why he felt the need to look at her so much. Take a picture Greed, it'll last longer. After all, she did just try to shoot your d**k off, man. He thought to himself with a chuckle before he began meditating, leaning against the tree and closing his ruby red eyes as he entered an even more peaceful state of mind. The Diabolus may be a cold and angry person in general, but at least he knew one place where he could be safe, and not have to deal with others; the sanctity of his own mind. Here, he could observe the abyss of blackness behind his own eyelids in peace.
[meditation 1/2] 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: Sun Oct 06, 2013 12:00 am
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Alex leaned back, watching with a mild curiosity as he began to dance around like a baboon. He was so strange, maybe all diabolus were like this? Was he chanting demons? Her brows furrowed before he removed his jacket. The vibrant spheres would move away, she didn't want pry...or rather she felt that she was at that moment. He moved though, sitting against the tree he so brutally killed.
She'd look over at him as he closed his eyes, something inside her nudged, urging her to take action. He needed to cool off...
Tendrils rose, the breeze started out as small, growing in size silently. Her hand moved, slowly but surely forming a vortex and releasing it directly at him in a great gust. It'd only feel like a tackle, but definitely noticeable as the weather had not turned so suddenly.
[Learned: Air Blast]
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 12:26 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? As the berserker felt himself entering a deeper state of meditation, he took comfort in the familiar feeling of his body hardened, becoming more solid even than his previous naturally armored skin. The demon always enjoyed this feeling, as it was a completely different feeling than what he was used to. As soon as he felt the skill come to a closure, his body was pressed against the tree by an unknown force, blasting the sweat off of him whilst making his hair move and snapping him out of his trance. Eyes snapping open, his blood red irises would switch to a royal purple as he looked about the area for a source. It didn't take him long to find it either. Even from the distance, the Diabolus managed to spot the young girl moving her hand about. Keeping his gaze on her, he would give her a simple thumbs up with his right hand before his eyes began closing once more. Apparently she was training too, and she probably didn't want to be bothered. He resumed meditation, though this time not to calm himself. In fact, this time it was for exactly the opposite reason. Slowly, a deep and plainly visible red aura began to form around him. This aura thickened as his concentration grew, intensifying around him a great bit as he entered a deeper meditative state. Soon enough, his entire body was surrounded in it. This skill made Greed stronger and faster, a more deadly predator for times when he needed it. Now was not one of the times he needed it however... after all, right now he was just training.
[fighting spirit learned] 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: Sun Oct 06, 2013 12:36 am
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The Nephilim looked on, noticing him opening his eyes and signaling with a thumbs up. That was not the reaction she anticipated, then she thought, that perhaps it was better to leave him be to train. After all, they could train together later. A bored sigh would linger from between the peachy lips, lethargically drifting off. Alex closed her eyes, jet lashes lacing together.
Patience wasn't her virtue.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 1:05 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: black unzipped sleeveless hoodie, shirtless, black jeans and black and red boots
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? After a few moments of meditating, the Berserker would stand, deciding that he could only meditate for so long. If he continued, he would probably just end up asking himself the same questions he always did when he meditated for too long. Questions best left... buried inside the demon's mind. Looking to the Nephillim with a blood red gaze, he would begin walking over to her, amused as she sat there with a pair of closed eyes. As he neared her, first his left arm slipped back into his sleeveless zip up hoodie, before his right arm slipped into the jacket as well. The hood remained off of his head however, resting lightly upon the back of his shoulders. "My my Blondie, don't you look busy." He would state with a chuckle to Alex as he awaited a response. 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: Sun Oct 06, 2013 1:21 am
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"Tch," the air hissed from lips. "Says the man sitting around, smelling like the backside of an orc. When was the last time you bathed?" Alexandra would smile, connecting her pink cheeks as she looked up to him. It was no wonder he couldn't keep a woman, a hardass attitude, cheesy pick-up lines, and he reeked. What did she know though? She would rise as an epitome of grace, the fringe of her bangs rustling in the breeze at the sudden change. She stared directly at him, almost challenging him. It was her nature though, she was born for the heat of battle as a defender, not to mention she had her own cocky attitude. It was all justifiable.
Widespread wings and holy rings above ones head don't mean a damn thing.
Satan was a Seraphim once upon a time, too.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 1:34 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: unzipped sleeveless hoodie, shirtless, black jeans and black and red boots
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As she insulted him, Greed's mock hurt face took shape once more... it actually looked deceptively real too throughout his next sentence, though the Diabolus couldn't help himself from cracking a smile at the end of his sentence. "You're so mean to me, kiddo. First, you try to turn me into a girl. Then you insult my... aroma. By the way, you don't smell much better. Is that tuna I smell coming from you, Blondie?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he watched her rise, his smile widening as he asked her the question. As she stared at him his gaze would not falter from hers, and the diabolus met the challenging gaze with one of his own, though he was on the watch for any dirty tricks. Even though the sparring match was over, Greed still had a fleeting fear whenever he thought of the sharp crossbow bolt aimed at his genitalia. 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: Sun Oct 06, 2013 1:46 am
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She grew serious...
"No, that is just your own breath. Maybe, I will get you a toothbrush for Christmas." Then her smile would appear, a childish grin. Though she was serious about the toothbrush as a gift. "Or maybe I should just give you some money, that way you can go buy the rest of your outfit."
He'd probably need to invest in some burn ointment also. It was all fire and brimstone. She saw the hesitation, he looked a tad on edge. Well she did just try to shoot his manhood back to the depths of Hell. Oh she had all kinds of tricks up her sleeves, not that she would use them now though. "Relax, Hotshot. I'm not gonna do anything, after all, I'm innocent as an angel remember." She was a spitfire.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 2:21 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: unzipped sleeveless hoodie, shirtless, black jeans and black and red boots
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As she mentioned his breath, he chuckled, shrugging slightly before he replied. "Awh, you're so sweet. My first Christmas gift, I can hardly wait." He said in a sarcastic tone with a smile. Once she began bagging on his clothes, the demon shrugged, sighing simply as he spoke. "I like being half naked... Don't judge me just because I can pull it off better than you." He said in a serious tone, doing a rather good job at holding back a smile and making his facial features remain serious. Oh, how he had fun talking to this Nephillim. He could say literally whatever he wanted, and she didn't get all butthurt and serious about his jokes. In fact, some of what she said was more clever than what he said. Some of it... but Greed still had her beat for the most part. At least in his mind he did. After she mentioned the fact that she was an angel Greed said "You know what... i'm starting to highly doubt that the more you open your mouth. No, you've got a naughty side to you blondie. You're just really good at hiding it." He said after shaking his head slightly. This girl had a sharp tongue, that much was apparent.
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: Sun Oct 06, 2013 4:11 am
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Now he was just dancing himself in circles, coming full swing back to her retorts. Her hands would slide into the confines of her demon fur coat, shrugging as she did so. "I like dressing modestly, it is called class, Greed. I don't think you've heard of it though...." After all, she was in tailored leather pants, boots, an armored corset, and of course, the jacket. She was fully covered, excluding that of her neck and face. Oh, the fine featured facade of beauty, the smile sweet a tell-tale sign that she knew what he was talking about. "You on the other hand, are just terrible! I don't know how anyone could battle you without laughing their petunia off...what with all the faces and sounds you make." She shook her head, platinum locks shifting ever so slightly. "I mean if you want to dance around the field like a fairy, you should probably make sure no one is watching. I'm just saying, Greed! Don't give me that look..." Alex stared at him, aurulent spheres narrowing under the curtain of lush lashes.
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