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 Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 2:46 pm
"I'm a telepath, Kazamaru." Allen said. "Don't worry, that's all the mind probing I did. Just to find out your name. If I were to delve into it far enough, it could be damaging. Reawakening horrible pasts, so on and so forth. It's a power one has to be very careful with, especially around aqcuaintances." Allen explained, before he managed to clean his gladius of Seraphim's blood on his pink and black shirt. "Walk with me, if you have more questions. I need to wringe my cloths of water and put on my coat. If you wouldn't mind coming with me." He said, as he waved his hands, the gladius and it's matching shield floating up of their own accord to find their station at his back. As he walked he began to loosen the straps of his gauntlet to allow him to pull his shirt off, as he walked towards the edge of the stadium beneath the stands.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 2:49 pm
Troll_Poop1 Seraphim looked towards the man who spoke. He had a grin, the same one he had bore for ages, a half-grin, Seraphim admired the ones who asked questions. Asking these questions were how beings learned. These learners were the most powerful people of all. "Blood shed is common for him and I, to train, to test, to question, to learn. It is our fate to be such beings." Seraphim spoke trying to get a good look at the being's covered face. He stood walked forward and placed his hand on Allen's shoulder, "there's something about this one...be careful." "Seraphim. Do not worry, he seems to be very trustworthy. A man of honor. I trust him. You know me, Seraphim, I only choose those sort of people to test myself against. Don't worry, I see things in mortals that you don't." Allen explained as he brushed his hand from his shoulder gently to take his shirt off, leaving his still scoulding gauntlet on his arm. Though it didn't seem to affect the man greatly.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 2:50 pm
Hmm... That explains it then. My brother is a telepath of sorts. I'd be happy to join you.
Ryugi stood up out of his seat, nodded once more to the strange angelic being, and followed the man as his weapons floated back to thier proper places. He stopped breifly, however, to grasp the handle of his sword, lifting the massive weapon with ease to rest on his shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 2:53 pm
Seraphim moved back and took a seat by himself. Upon tucking in his wings he closed his eyes and dissolved his mind into deep thought, while waiting for a battle to ensue.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 2:59 pm
Once he'd managed to tug his shirt off he began to wringe it on the stadium walls, with in it's pit. Wettening the dirt floor of the collesuem, and creating a small puddle of musty wet sand and dust. After he'd finished that he put his now dry shirt back on, his weapons and armor seeming to float off from his back as he moved to redress. "What's his name? R...something. I may be wrong. I got a glimpse of it when I was searching for your name." He asked Ryugi before tugging his sleeve under his gauntlet as he walked. He then spun around backwards to face, Seraphim who was now up in the stands, keeping his pace now backward. From his wet socks he pulled out a door key and threw it towards his angel companion. "If you would, brother, fetch me my coat. The captains coat I keep on the wall. It's just inside the door you can't miss it." He practically shouted to the proud angel, hoping fully that he would supress his angelic pride to fetch a friend his garb.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 3:04 pm
xXx_AlchemY_xXx "What's his name? R...something. I may be wrong. I got a glimpse of it when I was searching for your name." Ryugi huffed a bit, and a grin appeared on his face, albeit hidden by his scarf. Ryudo. His name is Ryudo Kazamaru. He's quite the psychic.Ryugi took up a spot near the wall, leaning back on it, and crossed his legs and arms. He looked to the sky as he spoke, admiring the blue and the whites of the clouds.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 3:08 pm
"Say it again, Rai-you-do?" Allen tried to repeat it, apparently he knew full well the man's name the first time. "I'm horrible with asian names. I've not the accent for it. I've been damned with Russian accents." He explained. "Is your brother a self-taught telepath, or did he train under someone. Chances are I'd know his...er...how do you say it. Seansay?" He asked as he settled himself back up, and straightened his cloths, whiping bits of clung dust from his shirt, and shorts.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 3:15 pm
Ryugi chuckled and placed Ragnarok, his sword, at his side.
Actually, you were pretty close. It is pronounced Ree-you-doh. Mine is Ree-you-gi. The "g-i" is said like the clothing worn durring many martial arts training styles.
As for his skills, he always had the potential for them. He perfected them on his own over many years of intense training. And it's pronounced Sen-say. Don't feel bad though. You are not the first person to mispronounce our names.
Ryugi chuckled again, turning to face the man.
Would it surprise you that neither he or I are "Asian" as you put it? Our names do come from that language, but we were given them for their meaning.
Hopefully Ryugi hadn't said too much. He didn't want to give anything away.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 3:25 pm
Allen repeated their names slowly to himself as he watched Seraphim impatiently. "Fally..." He said towards the angel before looking back to Ryugi. "Ree-You-Doh. Ree-You-Ghi. Sen-Say." He repeated once more to make sure that he was correct in pronunciations. "Not asian? Now that you mention it, your accent is a bit misplaced, but I figured it was because we were so far from asia. That you just got used to speaking english and it's dialect. But, yes, anyway. What would your names mean? Correct me if I'm wrong, but the prefix, Ryu...doesn't that suggest a draconic lineage, or relation?" He asked as he eyed the man, almost staring him down. It was a horrible habit, that over the years Allen had tried to sever, but it never lasted more than a few days, and made him feel sort of weak in comparisson to people. "Oh, and don't worry about exposing to much." Allen had obviously been in the man's head yet again, "If I wanted some knowledge I'd just dig about to find it." He said with a soft laugh. "Don't worry, comrade! I'm not that kind of person, your secrets will be safe with me."
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 3:40 pm
I suppose you've caught me.
Ryugi looked around from side to side, listened to find the positions of all the nearby individuals, and then, finding he was reasonably safe, spoke once more.
Kazamaru means "Good seat of Wisdom". It fit my family since we were often advisors to our friends in times of need. They saw us as intelligent, and wise individuals, so they respected us.
He moved around a bit, adjusting his position before he continued.
My brother's name means "Dragon of Confusion." He was often conflicted while growing up, and always questioned everything to better understand it. His psychic abilities and elemental abilities added to his name over the years as well.
He scratched the back of his neck with his left arm and re-crossed his legs in a different direction, once more listening, before speaking again.
My name means "Righteous Dragon". I guess ever since I was little I wanted to do what I thought was right, and best for the good of others.
You see, my brother and I, we are dragons in a human form. We've learned that some humans and other races don't take too kindly to us since we left the Lands of Man centuries ago, and so, we generally keep it a closely guarded secret.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 4:31 pm
Roaming is what Boom did best.
The petite woman was roaming around the colleseum, her friend and foolish knight that had joined the competition was in the sleeping quarters. Her hands resting in the beltloops of her plaid mini-skirt. A green army helmet was hanging around her neck, as she glanced around the area. Admiring the testosterone that seemed to emit from all the competitors.
All were ready and rearin' to go.
If only Judas Hex was the same way...
Her pig-tailed red hair was something almost as noticeable as her fashion sense. Or at least it would have been in a normal crowd, but with a competition filled with mostly men. A femine touch was sure to be noticed...
Now the reason for her stroll though was for research, Hex wasn't one she wanted to bet on. The guy was her friend, but as for fighting she wouldn't bet unless he gave her good reason to. With his equipment though, and also his attitude she doubted he'd get past the first round.
Now it was time to find some worthy people to bet on.
Oh she hoped luck was with her today.
((I don't want to bring Hex out yet... He might get jumped and forced into a fight. ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 6:38 pm
A young woman walks towards the colosseum. Her dark blue hair hangs down with two yellow ribbons tied on each side of her head. Ontop of her head an orange bandana is tied. Her bangs hang down close to her eyes. She wore a white shirt with a yellow bow intront and short jeans. She wore black gloves exposing the tip of each finger and thumb with sneakers.On her back rest a set of wings; a green-gray on the right and a light blue on the left. If you look from behind, you can see a black long tail dragged along with her. The tail brushes left to right as she walks. On the end of the tail is a another yellow ribbon as well. The young woman looks to be around her 18's. On her left arm hangs a woven basket. If you try to look into her basket you can see fresh flowers from a distance. She walks in the colosseum looking around curiously with her red eyes.
She continues to stroll around passing the reception hall, she has already register. Still she continues to wonder with her curious eyes.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 8:08 pm
A well cloaked young woman would be leaning against a wall in the reception arena, arms folded across her chest in an indifferent manner. A wooden staff was wedged between these two arms and her eyes were flicking about the room, eyes on anything that moved. The womans light blue eyes would shine with anticipation and intellegence as she viewed the other competitors. She sighed and looked up at the celing and appeared to be in deep thought.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 8:14 pm
In a dark cloak a 5'7 man walked down into the reception area. His light eyes looked through the shadows of his black cloak to gaze upon the many metal weapons that doned the furnished walls around him. While his eyes moved about, though, they happened upon a young elf-like female that was leaning upon the walls he gazed at.
Within his cloak his lime eyes shot through the shadowed darkness of his cloak. Both of his eyes fell upon the woman- and he smiled. Humbra began to walk toward her, till eventually he was able to see the small and feminine nose of hers. Then he posed a question to Tyranna," Have you registered yet?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 8:18 pm
She shifted her eyes towards the man who presented himself to her and smiled, flashing her pointed eye teeth at him. "Yes. Have you?" She replied smoothly, moving the staff in her arms to a more comfortable position.
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