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 Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 1:46 pm
Azmaru lowered his stance, and looked at the man forming a ball in his hand. He went low, into a horse-stance. His right hand was held out from the shoulder, facing towards the man. His left arm hung low.
A few seconds of re-arranging foot work, his left hands fingers began to spin around, slowly. Even with just the fingers spinning slow the wind in the arena could be felt blowing towards Azmaru.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 1:54 pm
The ball of mana moves into the torso of Oblivionic, as he continues his state of meditation, same stance. His outline takes on a purple hue, and thickens from the charging. He fully notices the young man doing something, obviously directing some kind of attack toward him. And that is when the wind begins. 'So, he is doing something to the very air... no matter...', he thinks to himself. His whispers falls prey to the wind, and carries to Azmaru.
"... Bring it..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 1:55 pm
" Hmm... "
He now only holds the sword in his right hand, his body side ways, his left side now facing his opponent. The blade was against the ground, and his hand holding the hilt was at the middle of his waist.
" What's your name? "
Before he could get another response, he raised the sword and slashed horizontally across his adversary's chest. HIs body moved along with the slash, moving 180 degrees around so his right side is now facing him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 1:59 pm
Azmaru bursts forward, rushing at the man. As he runs forward, he places his right hand down to his side.
When he gets closer to the man his right hand bends back, and spins forward. A swords sprouting from under the larger sleeve. It sliced at the mans chest.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 2:03 pm
The man goes up...and Trei drops down, the man's sword arcing over his head. Simple enough...the young man merely darts forward, swinging Glory (right hand) in an arc up towards the man's ribs. If the man doesn't dodge, Trei will stop the blade as soon as the blade digs into his opponent's skin, avoiding dealing serious damage...
As he moves, his grin becomes audible in his voice.
"Name's Trei..."
-edit in bold-
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 2:18 pm
Oblivionic releases his stance upon observing the man's forward dash. His hands move down to his sides, next to the holstered kunai. At the same time, he pivots on his left leg, bring the right side of his body back; thus the left side faces Azmaru. He waits for the sudden movement of the hand spinning towards him. Normally he'd expect a spell or throwing object from such a swing, but can deal with the sword the comes out, all the same. Both his hands jolt from the top holsters, respectively on each side, with a kunai drawn reverse fasion (blade pointing down). He moves his left arm up to block the sword slash with the kunai in a simple parry manuveur. Just as the blades would connect, Oblivionic jolts his whole body forward and up at a 40 degree angle. His left arm shoves forward to compensate for the movement, and in an attempt to throw off balance, Azmaru. His body moves counter-clockwise with the jump, his right leg lifting up with the spin, knee bent, to lead into a kick. The foot then snaps out mid-spin(just before Oblivionic and Azmaru would be facing eachother dead-on) to send the cleaved boot toe into Azmaru's side, just below his rib-cage. Oblivionic holds his right arm elevated at his side with the kunai, pre-emptive of a counter-strike from Azmaru's left hand.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 2:24 pm
Azmaru was taken by suprise, his body was off balance. He was kicked to the ground, and a drop of blood fell from his lips.
His left hand continued spinning as he did this, collecting energy and momentum in Azmaru's body. His right leg was ready to stop any new attack that may come at him, until enough energy was collected to do it.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 2:29 pm
Oblivionic lands before Azmaru and spins once from the momentum; again leaving his left side exposed to the young man. Since Azmaru thought it necessary to charge, so did Oblivionic. He eases his hands back down to his sides, gripping the kunai tightly. A slight pulse, and thickening of his mana-induced aura to a misty appearance, signifies the third threshold. He keeps his eyes locked upon the white cloaked man, Azmaru.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:39 pm
Ideon still had Baylu. And he was going for another victim now.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:57 pm
As the ground began to shake, Baylu rose from her seat next to the bath tub.. Expecting something from above, Baylu was shocked by the sudden arm through her floor. The iron clad hand clasped around Baylu's body, but it twas a good thing she was an air elmentalist. Slowly, she began to use her energy and the air to create a sheild that pushed away from her body and began to loosen the grasp of the hand around her body.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:59 pm
Ideon tightened its grip on Baylu, sending an electric shock through its body to her.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 6:28 pm
"Man..."
Lazenca walked into the place, looking around. He readjusted the single strap that kept his duffel tied diagonally across his back. Crystal blue eyes wandered from hall to hall, person to person.
"...This almost reminds me of Leviathan."
His words were echoed. It was as if someone had cloned his voice four times, processed the voices through several reeverb filters, then got bored and reversed one of the voices. It was a really creepy effect that unsettled some people but for those who knew him, it was just another one of his new, and hopefully temporary quirks.
"From one place to the next. Maybe this gathering will help." He looked down to the invitation, his tail jumping once before settling back to a still state. A soft sigh, and Lazenca moved on to see what there was to do, and where he could lay his head.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 8:56 pm
Cryovix was standing in the front row of the stands looking down into the "arena" it was amazing the way this place seemed to have drawn so many contestants. He was almost certain he'd find the person he'd been looking for. However standing over the arena he scowled. "Movement is limited.....understandable....small fighting space....not understandable. The best....are hindered." He shook his head and hopped over the edge. The rush of the wind threw his coat up and blew his hair out of his face revealing his eyes for a moment or two until he landed softly on the sand covered stone floor. He stood up and after seeing what he had already seen he tapped the walls. "How long will the structure last?" He shook his head one more time, turned around and began walking up the wall slowly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 10:14 pm
Ideon wouldve grinned, and countered her air with pure Ide energy surging out from its hand. A rain of bullets and electricity impacted against Ideon's hand. Standing in the Doorway were Kai, Ohgami, Vallis, And Vaakine, all wearing the Frightener's white uniform. "Ideon. Get the hell away from Baylu." Kai spoke with an air of anger in his voice, and aimed his positron sniper rifle at Ideon's hand.
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