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 Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 7:36 pm
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"At Ria? Or in the training room? I've been at Ria for about... two months. As for the Training room, I just got here." Tomoro wasn't really paying attention to the girl, she was more focused on her abilites. She always was a bit conceited, she thought. "So, what's your name, anyway?" Tomoro said, sighing lightly, sweeping her hair back, watching the plant grow now on its own, floating mid-air. "And have you seen a boy lately... blue eyes, longish blonde hair..." Tomoro moved her hands up to her chin, as if to signify how long Dahv's hair was. "I just wanted to know why he ditched me. Whatever." Tomoro knew better than to think any different thoughts while this girl was around; she'd had her ways with psychics, and plainly, when they entered her mind, they never came out the same. Some whispered twenty four seven, some went insane... she didn't know why, but she guesed most people weren't used to her sort of treatment.
Tomoro watched the plant hit its point in growth, and then slowly begin to wilt. She sighed, and wiffed her hand out, the plant fading into dust and falling to the floor.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 7:48 pm
Dahv heard Tomoro outside but decided to delay it for now. He picked up the broom again and began sweeping up the mess. He sweeped it all in the center and walked out to the custodial closet to grab a garbage can. He pulled it into the room and put all the scraps into the garbage.
"I think that's it." He put the garbage in the corner then went to the storage closet to grab more targets. He pulled out a whole stack and brought them to the room. "Perfect." He passed out from exaustion and fell fast asleep.
((Sorry G2g, i'll be on tomorrow))
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 8:53 pm
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"Plants are... so fragile." Tomoro said, sighing lightly, looking at the green sparkling dust on the floor. She shook her head, and sat down against a wall, looking up at the ceiling. I never did like enclosed rooms... I just want to sit outside and think... be with nature... I feel like such a hippie. Tomoro looked around the room, and then at herself; she was so pale, so thin... she didn't have any idea why Bukotsu could love someone like her. She seemed strong, she thought, on the outside... but inside, she was just like a flower.. never wanting to bloom. It was amazing that someone of his strength, looks, personality, and power could like her. Tomoro. The girl who hated all men.
Tomoro slowly stood up, wrapping the loose robe around her; it was even too big in the small size. A few pieces of hair tangled up in the robe, Tomoro lost all thought of her hair when she noticed the serial number on her arm was slightly glowing. She held onto it, trying to act calm, as if nothing had happened, when in fact she was scared out of her wits; what the heck was it doing now? She'd already gone through enough events for one day; nearing death, finding out Bukotsu loved her, meeting Dahv, and then this girl.. it was too much.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 2:00 pm
"Angellea," she said, "My name is Angellea Takashi." Her eyes remained on the girl on front of her, watching her facial expression. She said nothing, to be polite and not interrupt the other girls thoughts. Silently she stepped foreward. "Do you want me to go?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 3:01 pm
"Tomoro Kourosai. It's a pleasure. " Tomoro bowed slightly, and smiled a bit. "Such a pretty girl. Why are you so quiet?" She reminds me of me when I used to be quiet... only speaking when spoken to... Tomoro closed her eyes, and swiveled around in a small circle, her hair floating around her. "So many new people at Ria! I remember when I was by myself, but now..." Tomoro stopped, and looked at the girl curiously. "Everyone seems to come.. So, Angellea, you're a psychic? How did you get those powers?
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 3:10 pm
Dahv stood up and yawned. He looked around and sighed. This was going to take some getting used to. He had only been there for two days and he already missed his friends. He was also sad that he made enemies here. That made him feel worse. "Ah! Why couldn't i have been normal! I hate this!"
He jumped up and began to storm out of the room. He was so angry he didn't realize every step sent out lightning bolts in all directions. "I'm going to find Yuki and Hiro right now and get this over with!" He went to pull out his katana and realized he left it in the training room. He got even angrier and rushed back, grabbed it then left.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 3:23 pm
Tomoro jumped up suddenly, hearing Dahv. She put a finger up to Angellea, as if for her to wait a moment, running out of the room in her robe. "DAHV, WAIT!" However, when she cried out his name, she realized that he didn't even turn... he probably saw her eye and had been frightened of her... so typical.
Tomoro sighed, and closed her right eye, tightening the robe around her, pacing back and forth, her hair gliding along with her. Her black hair ribbon had begun to fall out, and she pulled it out of her hair, lengthening it even more.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 3:31 pm
Knowing she wasn't going to get around by pacing back and forth, Tomoro sighed lightly and decided to head off of the grounds. It would be a good chance to get away from reality and think about what she had been through this entire time at Ria. Walking back into the training room, Tomoro looked at Angellea, and sighed. "I... have to go. I'll see you around."
With that, Tomoro picked up her kimono, and bowed, hair strands falling in front of her pale face, and began to walk somewhere off campus... probably a lake.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 10:31 am
William walked into the water manipulation room and looked around only to find him self and a empty room. he sat down his books and pack to start to set up all that he would need to train today.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 10:43 am
After getting every thing set up he sat down with a small botle of water to start out with and made several small spheres out of the water and set them down on the floor. Slowly moving to more and more complecated tasks.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 2:35 pm
Hiro soared to the doors of the buliding, tucking in his wings and landing softly beside them. Then he glanced over his shoulder to see Yuki walking calmly after him. "Hurry up!" he called, placing one hand on the door.
She frowned slightly but increased her pace. Soon she arrived, coming to an abrupt stop, arms crossed over her chest once more. She shifted nervously. "I don't really want to fight..." she murmured.
Hiro shook his head, smiling at her. "Of course you do! Have to see if that necklace really works or not." He nodded, reached out and gently took her hand, and then pushed open the doors. He led her inside after him and paused momentarily at the entrance desk. He found there was an ice elemental room open and nodded, hurrying towards it and tugging Yuki behind himself.
She'd given up hope of getting out of it. Besides, she knew she was very curious as well. Her hand was clutching the necklace, feeling the coolness of the ice inher hand. She smiled faintly, finding it somehow comforting. When she next looked up, she was being pulled into the room selected by Hiro. She gazed around silently as Hiro released her and crossed to the center.
The half vampire drew his sword, slashing swiftly through the air several times before turning towards the demonic girl. She blinked at him for a moment before realizing what he wanted her to do. Sighing, she held out her hand, fingers positioned as if she were holding something. Her eyes closed and a second later a long strip of ice began forming within her formerly empty grasp. It built upon itself for a short while until she was holding a sword. It was a mirror image of Hiro's, only made of ice. Long and slender, and very sharp.
Hiro smiled and then shook his head. "Increase it more. Make it better!" he urged, bouncing lightly on the heels of his feet in anticipation. He glanced around, seeing how tall the roof was in case he had to fly away for a breather during the fight.
Yuki frowned slightly, eyes turning towards her sword. Slowly it built upon itself further, becoming slightly curved and much wider. It thickened a bit as well. After she was satisfied with her work, she looked up at Hiro. Her face was straight, almost grim. "Don't go easy on me. I will know if you do," she murmured, spreading her legs apart and readying her ice blade.
Hiro nodded, immitating her stance. They had both been taught by Yuki's father. "Alright, ready when you are..." he said, the faint smile stilly playing across his lips.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:17 pm
Yuki waited for him to begin, soon discovering he wouldn't. She sighed, closing her eyes for a brief second. Then she re-opened them, narrowed now in focus. "Is it alright to use my powers?"
Hiro nodded. "Of course! You're using them right now with your sword aren't you?" He smiled and then prepared himself.
Yuki didn't respond, just watching him for a while. Then she suddenly charged forward, moving faster that it would seem she was capable of. She swung at Hiro, who quickly moved to block it with his own sword by swinging back. He put extra force behind his blow, intending to break Yuki's ice one. But it held firm and they sprang apart again, watching each other carefully.
Hiro moved forward now, slashing at her waist. She quickly ducked, blocking as she did. In the same moment, she summoned another ice sword in her hand, swinging it at Hiro's exposed side. The male jumped, eyes widening slightly. His hand shot out, catching the swinging blade in his claws. Yuki froze in surprise and was slammed to the ground because of this, Hiro's sword suddenly knocking the first sword out of her grasp and holding his to her throat as he stood over her.
She watched him eyes wide and heart beating rapidly. After a moment he withdrew, turning away and then facing her again after putting some distance between them. "That was horrible," he said bluntly. "Again."
He watched calmly as Yuki rose, holding her original sword in her hand and letting the other fade away. She could use the energy it took mantaining it for something else. She took a deep, calming breath and narrowed her eyes at him, once more getting into stance.
This time Hiro charged first, batting harshly at her and then springing back. He used his wings for a speed boost, attacking again almost instantaniously. Yuki bit back her startled cry and didn't let her eyes widened to reveal her surprise. Her grip tightened on her sword as she pushed him away, surprising strength in her thin arms. He came at her again, stopping abruptly as spikes of ice sprang up, threatening to impale him. He used his wings to change direction and shoot backwards and up. More spikes protruded from the cieling, the ones from the floor already vanished.
Now it was he who forced back a startled cry as the tip of his wing just barely brushed one of the spikes before he changed direction again. He chanced a glance at Yuki, seeing her eyes both glowing an icey blue. She was focusing hard, staring at him through eyes with no pupil or whites. The sword was still held firmly in her hand, not forgotten at all. He grit his teeth, hoving at the center of the room, trying not to drift towards the cieling as he often tended to do. But that meant his feet were within range of a ground attack by sword. He realized this too late, having been distracted by another set of spikes coming from the cieling towards his head. His eyes widened as her sword bit into his leg, just faintly before quickly withdrawing. He shot back up, staring down at her.
She smirked back up, a very strange expression for her to display. But still, he'd said she was horrible and she'd proven him wrong. Hiro laughed for a moment and then nodded. "I'm fine. Let's continue." He soared around the room, dodging the spikes as they shot after him. This time they didn't disappear as quickly and he noted this. He dropped low, darting behind Yuki. He swung at her, but she blocked it with her own sword. The ice shot out almost automatically, forcing him to withdraw. Then he spun around to face her again, landing. Instantly, he flapped his wings hard, sending a gust of wind towards her. Yuki threw her arms over her face, then stumbled backwards.
"Y-Yuki!" Hiro screamed out in horror as he ran to her. The spikes had not withdrawn yet, and were still sticking out from the wall, ends sharp as needles. Yuki had fallen backwards, impaling herself on the longest one, right through her stomach. The demon looked down at her stomach, eyes wide. Then she raised her head towards Hiro, who had dropped his sword and was crouching in front of her. She smiled weakly, blood dribbling down her chin. "Th-that was... a good fight," she breathed and then her chin dropped to her chest. The ice disappeared and Hiro caught her before she fell, lowering her gently to the floor. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...." he whispered in horror, wiping the blood from her chin. She smiled, then closed her eyes.
Hiro began to cry for the first time since his home had been destroyed. He hugged her close, soaking his clothing in blood. "Yuki, please..." he begged. "Please, get up!" He burried his face in her shoulder, arms wrapped protectively around her. He could hear her heart beat slowing, see her skin growing even more pale, as the puddle of crimson liquid spread beneath her.
But then she suddenly felt warm. Or rather, his hands did... He blinked, slowly raising his head to stare. Purple flickers of light were leaping from his hands, rapidly pouring themselves into the wound on her stomach. To his amazement, the flow of blood began to slow, until it finally ceased. Then the wound itself actually began to close, skin reparing itself quickly. After a few moments, she was healed with just a tiny scar left over, which soon faded as well. Hiro stared at his hands in shock and quickly pressed them to his leg where she'd got him with her sword, watching as that wound healed as well, leaving not a trace behind.
He still held Yuki tightly in his arms but now watched her anxiously for signs of life. "Yuki...?" he murmured. The girl coughed suddenly, spurting blood and raising her arm to catch it quickly. Then her eyes shot wide and she stared around before they sank to a half closed position. "....what happened?" she whispered. Hiro didn't reply at first, instead just hugging her tightly. Then he raised his head, tears still in his eyes. "I thought I'd killed you!" he cried in horror. Yuki smiled weakly, eyes turning towards their soaked clothing. Hers had large holes in her back and stomach. She smiled weakly and watched him for an explantion.
Hiro smiled as he suddenly realized what he'd done. "I healed you!" he cried proudly. "I have healing powers!" He quickly stood, lifting Yuki bridal style in his arms. "We've going to find you a dorm room or something," he said. "You need to rest after that." He hugged her again, so glad she was alright. He truely thought he'd killed her.
Yuki shook her head, face red as she gently gripped his shirt. "I don't want to go inside..." she protested quietly. Hiro glanced down at her and smiled. "Alright, we'll just see where we end up." Then he left their training room and soon the entire training hall, Yuki held carefully in his arms.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 12:30 pm
Chipuperu wondered around the school a bit,admiring the great building.
She came across a large room,with the sign "Training Room" Hung on it.
"Hm...I wonder..."She looked around,and pushed the door open.It was heavy,but she managed.Once the door was open,she ran in.
"More doors?"she asked herself,reading each one."Healing.Sounds like my thing."She touched the sign,and ran her fingers down the door.It was cold.Icey cold.
"Wow!"chipuperu exclaimed,staring at the magnifisant room,full of healers."everyone is so good!" she walked around,smiling at all the healers."wow......"
A student came up to her.A boy,with green hair under a black hat.
"Are you new?"he asked politely."If so,perhaps you could watch for a while." Chipuperu nodded,and sat on an empty chair.She swivelled around to face the practical activity the students were doing.
"I hope i can be as amazing as them.I'll bet there are great,powerful people here!"she told herself.The student sat behind her and smiled.
"Im chiro."he tapped her back for her full attention."you?"
Chipuperu turned her head around.
"Chipuperu.Or chopper,some call me."she giggled."Say,are you a good healer?"she asked him,lightly pointing over to the activity.Chiro laughed.
"Yes,yes i am.I would show you but your not hurt.This activity requires someone to be hurt.I wouldnt want to hurt you,now would I?"he rested his head in his arms,and smiled a sweet smile.Chipuperu blushed a little and giggled some more.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 3:31 pm
Cadmus was very annoyed by Noir showing up at his dorm like he had, then saying Kira had asked him to be at the training hall within 48 hours, had only tested his paticence. He had been working hard in his dorm, created a short sword out the bones he had ravaged from the gryphon. He had also made a dinning set for Kira, one that was of dragoonic quailty. He had been filled with anxiety to meet Kira again, she being first girl, actualy the first person he felt attracted to.
"Kira, " Cadmus had repeated the name when Noir spoke it. Cadmus had been touched by a shade of jealous when he heard that this "Good" charecter had kissed Kira. Cadmus understood how Kira's body worked emotions like this, his would have worked the same way had he been a full dragon. He could love, but it was tainted by lust. These emotions did not reflect upon his face, he merely went to the training hall as soon as he heard Cadmus speak Kira's name. He did not want to bring the dining ware to the training hall, but he did bring the enchanted blade he had made for Kira. He hoped that he could give it to her in some sort of small compensation, because he was not sure what he had done before he wounded Neima.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 4:56 am
Having retreated from the pollen-laced green house, Julia had finally found the place of her original search. With a light smile of triumph, she pushed the door open to the training facility. The layout was reminiscent of a gym with different areas of training for different schools of ability. There was a map of sorts which pointed out the various rooms and it looked as if to the north there was a firing range. Following the arrows, Julia made her way past public rooms with magically enforced field which viewed into them. Of such, she could see an evocational mage dueling with a summoner type, then moving on saw a pair of swordsmen clashing in another room. Julia was pleased to see that at least some of the kids here took their role here seriously. That looks like fun... I wonder if Jo would be up to it. the thought made her wonder where her friend may have run off to, but she did not concern herself with it for long. Soon though, Julia came upon the shooting range which greeted her with the scent of gunpowder and the chattering of weapon's fire.
There was a counter which to receive ammunition and safety equipment in addition to renting out firearms by the look of countless weapons lined on racks on the wall. A female model android receptionist dressed conservatively was behind a familiar impenetrable field. It greeted Julia as it dispensed eye glasses and ear plugs. ".50 caliber AE and 9mm too, please," Julia added as the android proceeded to dispense a box of each ammunition. Taking the items, Julia equipped the safety items while looking for a vacant shooting lane. Not after a long search, the back of a familiar looking head presented itself. The distinctive white hair coupled with a maroon clothing scheme while leaving plenty of skin exposed gave her away. "Jo! You don't mind do you," Julia asked her friend as she moved into the same shooting lane, setting her supplies and weapons as she loaded some magazines. "So, how've you been handling since lunch?"
"Bored" was Jo's frank reply as she was working on a target at 50 meters with one of her .357 Desert Eagles, holding it with a proper two-handed grip positioned in the center, scoring 9 consecutive hits with tight grouping around the chest.
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