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 Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 10:52 am
An act is show put on for entertainment... not a show of force for the sake of egocentricity. Much I apreciate species based alturism, I thought I'd taught both of you about fighting until you have nothing left to give. If you cannot stand when your opponent is down to delver the final punch, what is left but your own horrid mortality? A fate worse than cattle, thanks to your inmorrtal nature. Life and death balance on a knifes edge, that final drive, that final push, that is what sets us apart fom humanity as it is an edge only we may seek.
*Snapping out of the almost trance liek quote, Roan turned her head and winked michiveiously at Az*
Of course... I'd expect nothing less than fireworks from you two. Im impressed at how much you have each improved. I had no idea you were so well accustomed to Kagu already Azrael. You did well.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:33 pm
I guess that's one way of looking at it, but what of pride, or honour? Living without either can not be seen as truly living, at least from a warriors point of view...
*Azrael shook his head and smiled*
But was that a compliment, from you? I must have done well, just...not well enough...
*despite his smile it was clear just by looking at him that Azrael was fuming at his inability to defeat his brother*
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:13 pm
Then think of it this way. you both beat teh s**t out of each otehr to the point where if I'd snapped my fingers you both would have broken in two. Isnt that enough? Fighting to such exhaustion is a sign of youth. Pride and honour are worthless without physical form to revel in it. Take pride instead in the fact that you are 'alive' and honour the fact that as long as you're not stupid you shall continue to be so for eternity.
I am pleased and impressed with your progress. Satan is officially skating to work today because I am, in fact, complimenting you. now stop fussing and start healing. I know nothing will calm you down save for me dying at the end of your blade, but thats just not convenient right now. Get in line and wait your turn like everyone else.
*Now, as she spoke, she started tearing up spare sheets into bandages - she knew from previous experiance that Daemon wounds did not heal by blood alone and wether they liked it or not, she WAS going to play nurse Roan and bandage both of them, especially as both were fairly helpless at stopping her right now*
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:28 pm
*He smiled at Az*
Not at all, you razed a bar Im going to break it.
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:13 pm
"Please, you need to get over the fact you didn't win Azrael. It would seem we're more evenly matched then we thought."
Moving so that he was sitting on the bed with his back against the wall, he folded his arms over his lap, still just his right eye open. His emerald eye then turned to Dagoth.
"You've got a long way to go, before you'll be breaking any bars either of us set. You have to look at it as two different extremes. Either you focus more on your Shinigami background, like Azrael. Or, focus on your Cainite blood abilities, like me. Concidering you've been a Shinigami for much longer, you'd probably be better off learning from Azrael."
Stopping for a moment to wipe his mouth, he began searching his torn and tattered pockets for his cigarettes, however finding the pack had been damaged during the fight. Sighing, he pulled the only whole cigarette left from the pack, bent and flat as it was, and lit it.
"Or you can start with your Cainite disciplines, then try and get them both right up there. Who knows, one day you might have the power with both to beat myself and Az."
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:30 pm
Once the arena had been repaired, and the dimensional barrier re-stabalized, Gaara appeared once more in the middle of the fighting grounds facing the crowed.
"And thats the end of round one! Certainly a fantastic end to the first round of fights, seeing so many fall, and just as many rise to victory. Now then, without any further delay, on to the second round!"
As the randomizer spun, it first came to pick Kenki, this prompting a man in the crowed to leave his seat, and start running to the halls. By the time the man had gotten to the room where Kenki waited, and opened the door, the second name had been chosen. Aieta.
"Sir, your up."
Turning to the plain dressed man at the door, Kenki stared through the gaps in the front of his straw hat.
"Against?"
Before the messenger could reply, Gaara's voice boomed from the arena floor.
"Next fight. Kenki Drifter verses Hyuuga Aieta!"
Kenki's left eye widened momentarily behind the wide ad low brim of his hat, and with nothing more to ask or know of the matter, he got to his feet, and started for he door. He stopped briefly, only to speak to the man behind him, left in the room.
"Make certain you have everything set in place. I want this to go down without a hitch, understand?"
As the man nodded, both he and the plain dressed opperative vanished, as Kenki started heading for the stands, so as to access the field of play.
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Corbin DeSeer generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
8!
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 8:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 9:02 pm
As he got to the top of the stands, the arena setting for the fight had just been picked ou by the randomizer, and this left Kenki confused. He had yet to see this setting, and for some reason, just knew it wouldn't be a simple cage match.
As he began walking down the steps of one of the isles, Kenki's attire came into the light, and he had indeed managed to find his 'cactus suit'. He wore a large straw hat on his head with a few narrow gaps in the front for his eyes to stare through should he choose to lower his head. Around his neck was a long, thickly woven crimson scarf with a large zig-zag woven seem running along the center, as though two scarves had been sewen together, making it conciderably large, particularly in width. Under the scarf he wore his gas mask as per usual already fully strapped up around the lower half of his face.
On top of his hat rested the modified kitsune ANBU mask with the Suna symbol engraved in the forehead. His body creeked mournfully wih each movement, as tanned leather stretched. He wore three tenned leather sashes over his body, two that crossed over his chest, hung over his shoulders and one that hung like aloose belt, attached to his left hip, and hung on the right side down just above his knee.
A vest of dull grey, almost a warn black around his upper torso with countless pockets, and under all that he wore the jet black insulation body suit, however while he still had the compact device on his right wrist/forearm, there were two leather wraps around both arms. His boots also seemed to click oddly wih each step, as he made it to the bottom of the isle.
With a small hop, he cleared the guard wall, and fell into the arena, dust kicking up as he landed in a crouch. Moving in t'ward Gaara, his eye began to wander hidden beneath his hat. He was watching the movements of the crowed carfully. Aieta knew he had been assigned the task of assassinating her, and counter-assassinations weren't so uncommon.
Now standing at Gaara's side, Kenki with a bushy tail limp and hanging behind him awaited his opponent. No, target.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 11:13 pm
*Smiling as Corbin joined the power debate, Roan used teh opportunity to bandage his wounds as he sat up, then headed over to do the same to Az*
Not a word.
*When she was done, she stood back and nodded*
Well now Im sure the pair of you wont die... I have other business to attend to. Yours arent the only two lives I have to maintain. Now listen closely. The two of you are to stay here on pain of pain - and this time it will be me delivering the smack down - until you are better. If you cant do ten push ups without wheezing, you havent healed your chests enough yet. Once your better, you are at liberty to be as obnoxious as normal. In the mean time, I have several people to see. Dagoth, you will do whatever you please EXCEPT follow me. All clear? good.
*With that, Roan slipped out into the stadium*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 11:29 am
*Azrael sighed and began searching for the bag he had left back here before the matches began. upon finding it he pulled out a packet of cigerettes and withdrew one, gazing at it for a few seconds, with a shrug and another sigh he threw it to Corbin and then lit one for himself, slumping down on one of the beds, his arms folded behind his head*
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