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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 4:51 pm
((Can Zaine pop in and watch, from a distance XD))
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 4:32 am
((Even if it was from a distance, I don't suggest that you watch. Did you see what happened to the last guy? HE GOT NOMMED! biggrin ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 10:28 am
((But he made the mistake of letting his prescence be know ninja I wont XD))
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 5:38 pm
Zaine93 ((But he made the mistake of letting his prescence be know ninja I wont XD)) < Like, literally.>>
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 5:39 pm
((THat was the mistake, never go near a hungry Evil XD))
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:56 am
Zaine93 ((THat was the mistake, never go near a hungry Evil XD)) < >
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 2:15 pm
((Kyaaa~ >3< THIS is soooo excitingly EPIC! X3))
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 2:17 pm
(Well then Good job my friend ^_^
AYU!!!!!!!)
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 5:39 pm
((Oh Zaine, would you like to get nommed too? I have room for more. XD And it would be more epic if Mock would post lol ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:03 pm
((Oh Evil, you wouldn't nom meh, who else would feed ya and scratch your ear? XD))
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:13 pm
(Oh my.....well, it looks like a wolf is single handedly fighting the legions of hell. Now, I can see Evil in her human form, as an old lady, fending off the armies, doing wacky flips midair with a cane.
"Back, you youngun bastards! Back in the olden days I would'a beat your a** with a 2X4!" )
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:14 pm
((........................LMFAO! I love the mental image XD))
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:12 am
((That is true. XD But now that Evil has a full belly, she can focus her fury on Mock and his pitiful armies. XP Just messin' with you Mocky Pocky. lol And why am I old all of a sudden? O.o))
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:16 pm
Striding out onto the squad's training grounds, Hibiki headed towards the western side of the area, which was a good empty expanse, free of other fighters. Behind him fluttered the tattered edges of his cloak, his red hair also bouncy with his walk and the wind. Other than his cloak that he wore when outdoors, the rest of his uniform was standard set and plain, inconsequential to any who looked at it. Stopping as he reached a good flat spot, he reached to the sheath at his left side and drew out his sword. He stood motionless a moment, his golden gaze looking over the blade slowly, searching for anything wrong or needing attention. Satisfied, he extended it out its full reach in front him, before bending his arm a bit, and taking up a fencer's stance. His right leg led, foot forward facing, his back bend and supporting, foot perpendicular.
Taking a breath quietly, he looked forward. Attack! He stabbed forwards, straight on. His front foot followed with the motion, taking ground, his hand holding his sword's hilt in a firm grip, no waver as he held the stab in position in air. Then, still following the initial motion, the back foot stepped following the first, sliding over the ground, but stopping so it didn't cross the first foot. Take ground. No pause, the first foot stepped into action once more, full out lunging forwards this time, the blade following it, slashing high and right towards the invisible foe. As the tip of the blade came whistling through the air back down his head turned to look back over his shoulder. Cover the back. Pivoting on his feet, he turned 180 degrees to face where he'd come from, his blade swing in an arc beside him back to the front to stab mid level to the left. His right foot, now the back foot, stepped to meet the other, touching for a moment before the front foot jumped forwards back to his original steady state. He head the outstretched stab position for a minute, letting a drip of sweat trickle down his brow before letting his rigid hold on the position loosen.
Lowering the katana, and letting his legs resume an eased stand, and he let out a sigh. His sabre fencing techniques needed work if that combination in succession was enough to make him sweat. He was out of practice. Shaking his head, he glanced down at his sword. He had work to do.
((this is away from current fights.
Feel free to approach if someone wants to =| ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 9:14 pm
Mikazuki returned to the training grounds, noting that it became a lot quieter than earlier. She walked carefully, fearing another jump in spiritual levels; in the back of her mind, she would run at the first sign of it. Nearing the edge of the area, she took out her notebook and began to read her scribbled notes while walking, dividing her focus between reading and keeping her eyes on the path. As soon as she entered the training area, she felt someone else's presence.
Immediately her senses flared up, but it was not the same as before, this one felt regular and familiar. She strode closer and she saw a figure in the distance. Continuing on forward she observed that whoever it was was practicing their swordsmanship, noting the fencing stance and characteristic thrusts. In her mind, she felt that she probably knew this person, and strode over to meet them.
As she got closer, she realized that it was someone from her Squad. Yet as to his identity, she could not remember exactly. Maybe someone she met at the Squad's bar? Perhaps. She was curious to go over and see what he was doing exactly, but she stopped herself and decided to stand a few meters back, behind the person. Realizing that she was supposed to be reading her notes, she hastily scribbled down: "Someone in the Squad uses Fencing techniques", as she continued to read her own writing. Deciding to leave him alone, she strode over a little ways off to the other side of the area so that she would be relatively unseen. Mikazuki began to whisper incoherently under her breath as her eyes scanned her notebook pages from side to side.
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