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 Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 6:33 pm
 Katsuro Tachibana ll-Lycan-ll-Adept-ll-Swordmaster-ll-Murakumo User-ll-Strength 10/11-ll-Speed 8/9-ll-Royal Guardsmen of Pronta-ll This world is dyed with the color of blood. Katsuro nodded to the captain as he also sighed, hoping that he could at lest get a promotion. It pained him how he can't do much at the current rank he is at but he had his orders right now and he will follow them. He looked over to see Lauren as he waved to her to her to come over where he was currently at, he could train her some more until he gave out an Adept test for her. Right now he wondered what Jocelyn was doing and hoped that she bought the set of clothes she wanted. A small blush came onto his face as not too long ago they had some rather... interesting bonding and couldn't help it but look down and with his right index finger scratch his left cheek. It will never be able to go back the way it was before Energy: 900/900
Strength: 10. 11 in werewolf
Speed: 8. 9 in werewolf
Skill(s) used:
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:11 am
As the tongue wrapped around Sabal's waist, he got a wicked grin. Turning towards the feral, he started to run circles around him, wrapping the boy up in his own tongue. If he didn't do something soon, he'd be tied in place by his own tongue.
[rank difference: +1 to str/spd: 4/15(16 in air)]
[skill used: ]
Sabal, King of the Burned City
Expert ░░░ Trickster ░░░ Incubus
2600/2600
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:23 am
'He's pretty funny.' If his tongue wasn't wrapping around Sabal and his mouth is not require to be open, Lyethery would burst out laughing and would not stop. He thought of wrapping himself in his own tongue never occur to him, because it's not something that normal fighter would do. 'If you want to play that game.' Sending another surge through his tongue, Lyethery strengthened it once more, this time with enough power to rip Sabal in half if he wanted. Instead Lyethery only tightened his grasp on Sabal and stopped him from running, and he also began pulling the former king toward him. He then dashed the man while doing so and took a leaps, once again trying to tackle the king. 'He'll fly.' Lyethery told himself and sent out another surge of energy into the ground, waiting for the king to do so. With the tongue not allowing Sabal to run, that would be the probable decision, at least to him anyway.
Muscle Augmentation: Strength.
(((I'm thinking the tongue is like a tail, and since it's now strong enough to rip through you it should be strong enough to stop you, no?)))
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:45 am
((Close but you would need it a bit more stronger for it to be fully rigid to stop him from running))
He could feel the tongue tighten on him but knew there was still enough length that the tongue couldn't go fully rigid yet. So he ran for Lyethery, dropping at the last minute to go under his legs. Being behind him now, Sabal grabbed a part of the tongue and yanked upward, to catch the boy between the legs with the strengthened muscle.
[rank difference: +1 to str/spd: 4/15(16 in air)]
[skill used: ]
Sabal, King of the Burned City
Expert ░░░ Trickster ░░░ Incubus
2600/2600
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:10 pm
Caught by surprise, Lyethery flipped forward and landed on his back. He stared at Sabal from the ground, wondering whether or not the man was laughing on the inside. 'No matter.' If this had been a serious fight, Lyethery would have been dead already. Strengthened his tongue muscle one more time, Lyethery released the energy in the earth and was shot up into the air by the sudden appearance of an earth wall underneath him. While in the air, he yanked on his own tongue, pulling Sabal up toward him. With his strength he was able to do that, without it he would be the one flying toward Sabal. He count on the sudden appearance of the wall and him flying in the air to surprise Sabal and use that surprise to pull him toward Lyethery. There Lyethery would bear hug Sabal and pull him back down to earth. The tongue only tightened around Sabal further and not allow him to escape unless he cut his tongue, he Lyethery do so hope he doesn't. The last time that happen, he wasn't able to taste anything he eat until he got a new tongue, and he do so love to taste his food.
Earth Wall
Muscle Augmentation: Strength
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:39 pm
Sabal could feel the tongue yank on him and popped the cork on one of his water jugs. As he moved upward, water gathered in his hand. Once he ran even with Lyethery, he fired the water in a powerful jet. Enough that it would probably rip the tongue out of his head if he didn't let go.
[rank difference: +1 to str/spd: 4/15(16 in air)]
[skill used: Water Jet]
Sabal, King of the Burned City
Expert ░░░ Trickster ░░░ Incubus
2600/2600
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 1:11 pm
For a quick moment Lyethery could see the water gathered at Sabal's hand, and not knowing any water skill he could only guess that the man is going to do something. When the stream shot out toward him, Lyethery mind goes super saiyan and everything turn into slow motion. 'What to do?' He could only guess that the water would blast him backward and from the speed he conclude that it must be pretty hard. 'Do I let him go?' The water wasn't aimed at his heart or head and knowing that the pain would not affect him, Lyethery held onto his tongue as the water hit his body. Flying backward he went and so would Sabal for he kept his grip on his tongue and his tongue around Sabal's torso. The king would not feel the pain that Lyethery should feel but he would feel a pressure from the water jet. He stuck out his feet and pointed it at Sabal right before he hit the ground with a loud thud. A total of 7 bones throughout his body shattered on impact. Sabal though would come flying at Lyethery unless he found a way to cut his tongue and let himself go, and even then he would still already be flying at Lyethery and if somehow not stop midair his stomach would meet Lyethery's rigid legs. All in all, the spar would end with Lyethery giving up whether Sabal get hit or not. Once again he need to go to the hospital. "Thanks." He would said at the end with a delightful smile. "Two visits to the hospital in one day. Delightful."
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 1:58 pm
Beck unsheathed his sword and began his training as soon as possible. He set up a dummy so he could practice on something solid. He pulled his shield off his back and held it in his left hand. He walked to the front of the dummy and took up stance. With a stab into the dummy, he jerked it sideways, setting the dummy of balance before bashing it with the shield. [Imprint, Learned]
After setting the dummy back on its feet, Beck resumed his training. He slashed at a downward angle from the right, then slashed upwards, making a V shaped pattern. He let the momentum carry his body, bashing the dummy with his shield once more. [Go Down, Learned]
Beck set the dummy back on its feet again. This time, the technique was a bit more fanciful. He side stepped to the left as he got low to the ground. With a slash, he began to rise, cutting into the dummy several more times before launching himself into the air, coming down fiercely on the dummy. [Comet, Learned]
Beck pulled his blade out of the dummy with ease before continuing. He took a step back before beginning. He stepped forward with a swing. He stepped back with a swing. And he stepped forward with a swing. When he went to spin though, he ended up too close to the dummy, bashing it with his elbow instead of the shield.
He tried again. He stepped forward slashing. He stepped back with a slash that left a good mark on the dummy, even while he was holding back. He stepped forward once more. When he spun around, he came up short, spinning several times and making himself dizzy. He had to regain his composure quick.
He started up again. He took a step forward, swinging down on the dummy. He stepped back with the same foot, slashing horizontally. He stepped forward yet again with another slash, and before the blade left the dummy, he'd already began a short spin, bashing the dummy with his shield. [No Holding Back, Learned]
Beck set the dummy right back up after practicing "No holding Back." His next move was somewhat similar. He got into stance, facing the dummy. He spun around, counter clockwise, bashing the dummy with his shield. As he brought his blade into the side of the dummy from this position, the blade was lodged in the dummy, as he was holding back.
He jerked the sword out of the dummy before trying again. He stood in front of the dummy, and with the same precision as before, spun around counter clockwise, catching the dummy with his shield. He brought his blade into the dummy, and pulled it out without any resistance. When he went to spin clockwise, he slipped on a small rock, causing him to fall over.
He quickly recovered, but was slightly embarrassed. He tried yet again. He spun counter clockwise, bashing the dummy with the shield. He brought the blade into the dummy, just below the shield. Finally he spun clockwise, angling himself as to cut from a bit under the arm pit, to the other side, just above the shoulder joint. [No Quarter, Learned]
After he set the dummy up yet again, he went behind it. He crept up on it as if it were really a creature. He jumped it without hesitation, driving his sword into what would have been the spine of a real creature. He jerked out the sword without hesitation, causing most of the dummy to crack. [Twisting Talon, Learned]
Beck stuck his shield on his back, and switched his sword to his left hand. He drew his spear out and set the dummy back up. He stood the spear up and grasped it closer to the blade. He swung the spear, clipping the dummy as the opposite end collided with the dummy's torso. He quickly turned, slashing the dummy's neck with his sword. [Dumb Flash, Learned]
After setting the dummy back where it was, Beck took some steps back. He took up his usual stance. With one good thrust, the tip of the spear passed right by the head of the dummy. He quickly jerked the spear back, cutting into what is the neck of the dummy, pulling it forward as well. He did the move again, but this time landed the head of the spear in the dummies chest. Jerking the spear back the dummy came with it. [Flashing Dismantle, Learned]
Beck put his spear up, and drew his shield once more. Now he'd focus on the shield more. He set the dummy back up and stepped in front of it. With a swift arm, he bashed the dummy hard, sending it toppling over, and off a few feet. If it wasn't a dummy, it would probably be complaining right now. [Shield Bash, Learned]
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 5:22 pm
Katsuro Tachibana ll-Lycan-ll-Adept-ll-Swordmaster-ll-Murakumo User-ll-Strength 10/11-ll-Speed 8/9-ll-Royal Guardsmen of Pronta-ll This world is dyed with the color of blood. Katsuro was stunned at how the captain preformed the skills and learned them so quickly. It was right to make him captain but he sighed at the thought of promotion yet again. Others were still doing their business as none seem to train other than a spar going on with Sabal and Lauren doing... nothing. He still stood at his position and waited for someone to call his name or if he was needed. It will never be able to go back the way it was before Energy: 900/900
Strength: 10. 11 in werewolf
Speed: 8. 9 in werewolf
Skill(s) used:
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 7:46 pm
Beck stood the dummy up once again, drawing only his sword this time. He took several steps back and focused for less then a second. With a single upward swing from his blade, a wave of energy roared out, slicing the dummy clean in half. He nodded in approval of this. [Shockwave, Learned]
He trashed the old dummy, and picked up another. He took several steps back and began a sort of meditation. He held his blade out and drug a knuckle across it without even so much as flinching or wincing in pain. The cut bled, but wasn't deep enough to hinder him. Just enough to test a skill. [Endure, Learned]
Since he was already several steps back, he didn't have to back away this time. He focused on his blade like he'd done for Shockwave, but this time, he didn't swing his blade awkwardly. He just made a single horizontal slash, sending an arc of energy into the dummy, knocking it over. [Rev, Learned]
Next, Beck picked up a spare blade and jammed it into the dummy before standing it back up. He popped his neck and grasped his sword in his right hand. He focused, even goign so far as to squint. He held his sword back by his waste before taking several steps forward and leaning back. He began to hop on one foot, holding his blade far out. With one quick swing, he'd shattered the sword in the dummy. [Sword Breaker, Learned]
Beck set the dummy back into position, making sure the blade that was lodged would get hit. He jogged away for a moment, and sharply turned. He dashed towards the dummy, spear in hand. When he finally came to the dummy, he jammed the spear clean through it, causing the back of the dummy to explode as the spear went through. Beck jerked the spear back, tearing the dummy even more. [Piercing Strike, learned]
He stabbed the spear into the ground and sat down next to it. He began to focus, trying to open all his senses to the fullest extent he could. Finally, he stood up, and the world seemed like it was just so beautiful. He could sense so much. He could see clearly, hear more, and even smell more. He wondered how well this would do in combat. [Peak, learned]
In peak, and at the distance he was at, he nodded, a grin coming across his face. He began to focus as he'd done several other times. Finaly, he saluted with his sword, and began to make reptative vertical swings, sending shockwave upon shockwave towards the dummy, which took every hit without a complaint. [Blade Aura, Learned]
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 8:14 pm
He played around a bit, practicing forming fireballs in the palms of his hands. Each time, the fireball took less and less time to manifest. After some practice, he could juggle the fire balls in the air. He did so quite skillfully. [Fireball, Learned]
Beck set the ravished dummy up, making a pile of dummies into somewhat of a thought of a dummy. He stepped back some, sheathing his blade. He took an odd stance, something from hand to hand stuff. With a single punch, he released a hail of fire, torching the dummies. With that, he drew his sword again. [fire Stream, Learned]
His signature sneering look came upon his face. The same thing that earned him the title of the sneering part of the sneering imperilist. He was focusing on the dummy, his eyes occasionally shifting to his blade. Finally, he made a swing releasing a small arc of fire. He did this several times, letting the dummy burn further. [Flame Arcs, Learned]
He laid out by the fire, tired and passed out.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 8:33 pm
As Sabal fell with the tongue, he pushed with his wings so he would land to the right of the boy. Holding a hand out, he smiled. "Not back for a berzerker against a trickster," he said with a laugh. "At least it isn't hard for you to fix your parts."
[rank difference: +1 to str/spd: 4/15(16 in air)]
[skill used: Water Jet]
Sabal, King of the Burned City
Expert ░░░ Trickster ░░░ Incubus
2600/2600
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 8:48 pm
Lyethery grasped Sabal's hand and used it to pull himself up. He let the former king go and allow his tongue to slithered back into his throat like a snake. How is it possible, he do not know, but it's possible and that's all that matter. "Thanks, you're not half-bad yourself." He jokingly said as several bones in his body began to pop one by one as he straightened up. With a final loud pop that can be heard by everyone in the area, Lyethery popped his hand back into place. "So, as promise, you train me, I'll help you find those that destroy your kingdom. Though if you don't mind me asking, what do you plan on doing after you find and punish those people?" This is what it is all about for Lyethery. He want Sabal to become a Yuran. With him here Lyethery would not have to worry about leaving his beloved nation unprotected when he goes out with Kato once again for the hunt. Even if Sabal don't want to join up with him, he at least hope that the man is now his friend. With a friend like the former king, his nation would at least have a chance if any large danger would come.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 8:54 pm
Sabal shrugged. "I'm not sure yet. I wish I could rebuild my home but so many would have already turned their backs on their home. So probably I will try to make a new home like what I once had." He smiled. "Who knows. Yuran is pretty close as I can get if that plan fails. Might just go with that in the end." He started to walk away for the hospital, shrugging. "Only a seer knows what the future holds."
Sabal, King of the Burned City
Expert ░░░ Trickster ░░░ Incubus
2600/2600
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 9:11 pm
Lyethery followed after the man that he hoped would become a close friend of his. "The future is not always set." He chuckled at Sabal's last comment. "A seer might see herself died tomorrow, alone. Tomorrow come and she find you. Who know what would happen after that. Future, it's what you make it." He gave Sabal a pat on the back before taking off running toward who no where. He doesn't need the hospital yet, it can wait. Now he just need sometime to think about what's next. He stopped when the question popped into his mind after several feet and turn to look at Sabal and asked, "So, you know who those people were?"
(((What is that word that goes along the sentence, "A knight in shining armor will come and something me off my feet and take me away." It's not lift, something sound like whisk.)))
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