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 Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 8:01 pm
Like a cat in a tree the mage found herself unsure of how to get down.
"Dammit..."
She would not have to think long. Literally forcing her hand, the sight of the kitsune thrusting a sword up at her made her act.
Pushing off the staff she intrinsically vaulted upward and swung her legs downward striking the staff as she descended, kicking it roughly towards her vulpine opponent. Whether it struck him or not, he would likely back off long enough for her to reach the ground.
Reaching for the staff as she gathered speed during her descent, she attempted to slow herself. Catching sight of approaching husband she released her staff it snapping forward once again from the tension, right into his path.
Landing roughly she grimaced from the friction burns on her palms.
"Owww..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 8:14 pm
Fortunately for Kenta, with his right hand holding the blade and guiding it up, the counter from his elder proved mostly harmless. The staff fell alongside the sword and then bounced off the hilt and continued its way down. He was sure he'd not hurt her, and could probably execute another counter, were he not afraid of being chopped to bits by the Saiya-jin who seemed to prefer his wife's native blade to his own. There must have been something he didn't know about it that made it superior, or otherwise preferable.
As it was, a sword was coming down for the mage and kitsune without discrimination, and should her counter fail, she might be in for a nasty wound. Chances were she could take it. Nevertheless, the young man darted to his left, hurling himself away from the inevitable clash with a careful somersault to avoid a rough collision with the ring tile. He held the sword firm, but otherwise made no move to assault the married couple.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 12:45 pm
::As the purple haired Saiya-jin closed in on the two he noticed Pith's counter to both him and Kenta. He had no time to watch as to see what was happening to the young boy cause he had to dodge a fast coming staff, he didn't want to strike it so he stopped dead and did a barrel roll to the right.
He turned his head to watch the staff keep moving away from the three of them, and then looked at them with a raised eyebrow. He stood up and dusted his pants off and then looked at his wife who seemed to hurt her hands from her landing::
"That was a close one. . "
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:13 pm
Watching her staff clatter to the floor the mage relaxed her body. Glancing down at her hands she grimaced once more noticing streams of blood flowing down her wrists from underneath her gloves.
"I knew I should have many treated these things."
Sighing she mumbled a phrase her staff evaporating in a crackle of blue energy.
"I believe thats it for me boys. My hands are killing me. I won't be able to properly wield a weapon."
Truthfully the problem wasn't all that serious, but she was spent.
Yawning she pointed towards Oblivion it vanishing from her husband's grasp in a flash of red light.
"You two play nice, I'm heading up."
Finding where her hat had been tossed to she grasped it and placed it back on her head. In the next moment she was gone from sight.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 10:12 am
Kenta let out a large sigh as Miss Pith withdrew from the fight. It was enough, he surmised, for the three of them to display their skill at armed combat. Any more and he'd be drawn into a long fight that he wasn't much in the mood for. Standing tall, he bowed once in their general direction before tossing the Fang high into the air for one or the other of them to summon back to its proper place.
"I do believe that is a good stopping point," he said in one breath before claiming another through mild exhaustion. "Thank you both for the experience." So saying, the silver vulpine also made his way for the corridor, and ultimately for the exit. Miss Pith seemed to have more or less vanished before he could give her all the proper respect due, but Unks was still there to receive it and could convey it all on his own time.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 10:22 am
::Unks watched as the fight ended and smiled watching his wife vanish along with the sword oblivion. He then looked at Kenta and bowed back to him in respect. He looked as the fang went soring into the air and he caught it and held it firmly in his hand.
He watched as Kenta walked away and slowly began to follow after him towards the club's main area to get a bottle of water or two at the bar. He spoke softly, but enough for him to hear him::
"It was fun Kenta. I hope we can do it again sometime."
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 10:32 am
"Yes," he responded cheerfully. "I would not be surprised if we did. Perhaps next time I'll even have a blade of my own for show and tell. Your weapons are well crafted and taken care of I see."
As he spoke, his training garb visibly transformed into a simple white haori and black hakama outfit, the hems of his pleated pants shifting lightly as they skirted the ground. Thanks to the genetic contributions of his mother during his conception, he appeared less Japanese in the traditional clothing and more like a tourist thinking he was fitting in, but the confidence that radiated off of him said otherwise.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 2:02 pm
::Unks nodded and smiled at Kenta as he kept walking. He listened to what he said before he stopped and turned to look at the young boy.
"I hope so too, you handled a blade pretty well. But if you'll excuse me, I'm thirsty."
He bowed once more before vanishing into the pathway that leads up to the main area of the club::
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 3:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:39 am
Swaying her hips from side to side, Ichi ran her fingers of both her hands through her short, blond hair as she sang to the song playing on her iPod. The large skullcandy headphones blared something fierce. Her boots clicked against the floor of elevator that began do descend. Her loose shirt slid off one shoulder, exposing it. When the elevator arrived at the lobby, she stepped out with her tight-grey skinnyjeans, still dancing.
"The taste of her cherry chapstick... I kissed a girl and I liked it...."
She made her way to one of the tables near her and jumped on it, dancing with her eyes closed, hips rolling, swaying and moving all over the place.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:48 am
Did Unks just teleport? One moment Kenta is walking through the corridor with the Saiya-jin behind him, and the next, he looks up to see the man turning on his heels to face him. It was an unorthodox thing to do, but maybe he was just really thirsty.
Either way it was no big deal, but as he kept walking, his ears began to bounce and quiver as they caught the faint sound of music, which likely meant that the carrier probably had them blaring too loud. It shouldn't have surprised him, but it did to discover that the carrier in this case was his mother, who was dancing and singing as ecstatically as she always did, seemingly oblivious of all the destruction that seemed to surround her ona daily basis. Or, worse, the absence of her boyfriend.
Personally, Kenta could never understand how his mother was able to tolerate the noise. His ears being sensitive enough already, any sort of sound system on max just made him whimper, feeling as though his ear drums would burst. That was one of those things about his mother though, and he loved her for it despite his concerns.
Naturally, he approached her, even if all he said was hello. Of all the people here, he saw her the least and wanted to see her most as a matter of comfort and reassurance despite her ignorance of his identity. He stood before the table, stock still in his traditional clothing, and watched her curiously. Was it truly her nature to just live without a care in the world or was she just trying to make the most of things? Essentially, maybe those meant the exact same thing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:59 am
The song ended. Ichi still stood on the table and moved her finger to the lower part of her iPod, holding down the button that would turn it off. Ichi took off her headphones, letting them hang on her neck. She opened her eyes and tilted her head down to jump off the table. Kenta was in the way. She stood there, looking down at him, for good ten seconds. She grinned and bent her knees, only to straighten themselves out in a flash to make herself jump into the air. She spread her arms out and up. "Catch meeeee!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 12:06 pm
Naturally, Kenta began to freak out as he watched his mother spontaneously spring to life after simply staring at him like he was some sort of awesome teddy bear and she a five year old. Although he was sure she wouldn't get hurt if he didn't catch her, he didn't want to risk it either.
Stumbling back a bit, he extended his arms in the most foolish manner imaginable to try and catch her. Luckily he took not of this and readjusted his arms, bending them at the elbows and holding them close to his sides, so that he would catch her closer to his center. She wasn't all that heavy to begin with, but he didn't want to risk running into a -
He tripped on a chair anyway and damn near fell, and might have recovered had Miss Ichi not landed in his arms the very next moment causing him to crash hard on his back, his legs bent over the furniture that had caused all the trouble.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 12:13 pm
What a blunder. They both hard. But Ichi didn't land as hard as Kenta. "O-ow...." She lifted herself up and off Kenta, kneeling next to him. She extended her pointer finger, jabbing it against Kenta's cheek, unsure if he was hurt, awake, comatose, or daydreaming. "Wake up~"
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 12:26 pm
Fortunately it seemed she wasn't harmed, which meant he did a pretty good job at catching her. Were he not so fatigued, he'd likely not feel that fall near as much as he did, but this couldn't be helped it seemed. He would have sat up faster were it not for the poking in his cheek that at first confused and then agitated him.
"Ne, ne! I'm already awake!" He spoke playfully, but expressed mock irritation. To be sure she got the message, he poked her back in the belly button before rolling on his back, kicking off of the chair his feet were sprawled on. Coming to a rising position, he smiled at her pleasantly before extending an arm.
"It's nice to see you again Miss Ichi."
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