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 Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 7:23 pm
::The Saiya-jin didn't notice Red was leaving and continued to shadow sword play. he finished and held the blade in his hand and looked over at his wife. He was enjoying the sword and how it felt in his hand and flowed so perfectly. He smirked look at her and gripped the handle tighter::
"Of course I am, I always have fun when a sword is in my hand, but your's is really nice."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 7:29 pm
Smirking she laughed sheepishly wondering if he would still like the sword as much if he knew more of its morbid construction. Soul weapons were generally of very ghastly build. This one would be considered demonic by most spiritualists.
"I'm glad you like it. It was very painstakingly crafted. I put my all into it."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 7:37 pm
"So if I remember correctly about this sword you put part of yourself into it, and when I wield it it is as if a piece of you is fighting with me?"
::He continued to look at her putting the blade on the arena as he held the handle gripping it tightly then loosening his grip, over and over again. The feel of it in his hand felt really good::
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 7:57 pm
Thinking back on the sword construction she sucked on her tongue.
"The hilt is mana treated leather strewn over black lacquered wood. Unlike most Katana's theres is no metal used in the blades construction, but the material is folded in the same way. I'd make you one, but its a painful process that left me in bandages."
Shrugging she laughed sheepishly.
"I'd tell you more but it gets pretty gruesome. "
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:07 pm
"It is ok love, if you want to keep going you can. I don't have a weak stomach."
::He used his mind to bring the sheath to his hands and then put the katana back in it's dark holding place. He then hopped off the arena and went to his stands and sat next to his wife and smiled still holding the blade::
"Well I don't want you to hurt yourself, but I am willing to undergo anything to get me one of these."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:17 pm
"Well okay..."
Grasping the blade the sword she set the hilt and set it parallel to her arm.
"You'll notice the leather bound about the hilt is the same complexion as mine. Its actually constructed of cultivated sheets of my own skin. I had to cut a sample and treat and grow it over time. Its a similar process to how Doctors regrow sections of skin for burn victims. "
Growing silent she drew out the sword its blade glowing a brilliant blood red.
"Notice on how the blade almost looks is made out of glass with flowing blood within it. Thats not quite what its constructed out of, but it is crystallized mana treated in my blood to strengthen its bond with me. This is actually a practice of Kendo's sect of mage's but it proves to make a distinctly powerful weapon.
As it is literally constructed from its creator, each blade is better able to funnel mana and be wielded accurately. So just as you said, it is like your fighting with me when you wield that sword."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:22 pm
"Well that is one hell of a way to smith a sword in my eyes. . "
::His eyes looked at the blade as it grew brighter when she held it then when he did. He smirked feeling the energy from the blade, which of course was her's. His ice blue eyes followed the blood red glow of the blade and just kept staring at it::
"And I really want one. I can take the pain love, so suit me up. . .Please?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:33 pm
Frowning at how readily he was to have one of the swords made she sighed.
"Truthfully the process is only to be done with mages...but hurting you will be like hurting myself..."
Sighing she shrugged.
"Fine...I'll have to take a section of your skin later to cultivate for the hilt."
Looking thoughtful she held her chin in her hand.
"Well that process could be forgone entirely though...its more or so for cosmetic purposes. There won't be any real reason for rune etching as well. So I think that should take some time off its construction. I suppose I can't avoid draw blood for the blood steel."
Looking at Unks still not appearing to be very happy sighed.
"I'll need to draw a vial of your blood for the process later."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:39 pm
::He smiled but then it turned to a frown. He knew she was upset with him for wanting a new sword, but his other sword was his father's and as much as he enjoyed using it, it also hurt and makes him remember the loss of his family.
"I can tell your not happy with me, but I am willing to go through anything to have a sword created by you for me. Not only is it a powerful weapon, but it will be a special gift from you just like the battle robes you got me."
He smiled once more and looked her in the eyes and then kissed her on the lips softly and lovingly. He closed his eyes slowly as he rested his forehead on hers and took her hands into his and interlocked their fingers::
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:49 pm
Despite the display of affection she was still not happy.
"It still requires me to intentionally hurt you to make it...."
Sighing gazed back into eyes.
"I must sound hypocritical but I still don't like it. It may be a present, but most presents don't require a blood sacrifice for their usage."
Releasing her hands from his she stroked his cheek.
"There are other ways to create a Soul weapon...I suppose its better than using your bone for the blade. "
Resting head on his shoulder she tried to think of something else.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:55 pm
"Well if anything you can use Furor for that purpose. I mean he and I are pretty much the same. Just he is evil. . "
::He laughed slightly at the thought of her using Furor to make a blade for him. He thought to be quite funny, she might too. Furor on the other hand. .Not a chance. He smiled as she caressed his cheek::
"Besides I am well aware of the pain involved, and besides as you said it would be hypocritical considering you have one yourself, but I am not looking for an arguement love, you know this."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:02 pm
Shaking her head she laughed.
"Somehow I doubt he would want to part with such a weapon and it would not work as well with you.
Your wavelengths are still different despite him coming from you. Thus the sword would never be entirely compatible with you. A soul weapon is supposed to be a facet of its user manifested in a weapon."
Pulling away from him she ran her hand through he hair, twirling a few of the emerald strands around her finger.
"I may have to think of an entirely new process for you. Repeating the sword will just make it a cheap facsimile of oblivion."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:09 pm
"That is fine with me love. Do as you see fit, and of course since your the maker you'll be able to name it too."
::He laughed lightly as he watched her play wither her hair and smiled once more. He stood up slowly and took her hand into his own and caressed the top of her hand with his thumb softly::
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:19 pm
Sighing she shrugged
"I'll probably do the whole blood steel again...I'll need a sample later"
Wrinkling her nose she shrugged figuring he would nag her until the end of time unless she agreed to do it.
"Alright we will do it later. You most likely won't be able to train for awhile since it will make you weak for a period of time."
She began to already go through all the preparations needed.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:24 pm
"That is fine with me. I could use a break from my training anyway. I just hope that Unit 97 doesn't show up in that time period, if so I won't be able to help."
::He continued to look down at her knowing she still wasn't happy about doing this, but his mind was made up and he wanted it done and nothing she could say would change his mind. He was stubborn like that it was in his blood and he was also like a little kid in a toy store who had his eye on something and wanted his mom to get it for him::
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