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 Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 5:58 pm
Keno slowly appeared back in the arena, seeming to take comfort in that place for the time. He could sense Jade by the bar, but didn't pursue. For now he would just train in his own way. He felt like wearing himself out so he formed his Spirit Trace, just one, and forced it to lock onto his ki. This would produce a paradox in which the ball would try to pursue Keno, but as soon as it made contact, it would either repel or move right through him. He had set it to double in power ever so long. He threw it at the wall, and as it bounced back, Keno threw a punch straight at him. Flying back to the wall, it rebounded again and he hit it once more. "3...4...5" he would continue this until someone came along and either kept him company or wanted something that demanded his attnetion.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 5:58 pm
The light hiss and crackle of static erupting within the main room marked her arrival into the Orion. Swelling into existence her portal spiraled into view. Stepping into the open she paused gazing about the area, staff in hand. Taking in the ambient energy of the area she made note of a number of active mana signatures. Recognizing one as Jade she examined the other not finding it to be one that she knew. Relaxing her posture she leaned upon her staff, the crackling portal behind, collapsings upon itself.
"It appears I have come at an agreeable time. "
Feeling the need to get away from her guild she had begun to more fully notice the great attention that was always placed upon her head. Despite being a long graduated High mage, she still felt as though they treated here as if she was a trainee. Whatever it was, made her feel uneasy. Finding herself in the Orion once again she now was a neutral space where she could get away.
''And what events shall this evening bring...?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:06 pm
Jade lifted her head and turned to Ptih as the girl entered, smiling just slighlty. She checked on the large blade next to her at the bar before spinning around fully.
"Hopefully nothing like last night..."
Jade laughed slighlty, though a little nervously, rubbing her bandaged arms lighlty.
"How have you been?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:13 pm
Blinking curiously at Jade she waved in greeting before speaking.
"Oh? What happened last night?"
Tilting her head in question she walked over settling down atop a seat.
"From the tone of your voice I suspect something bad happened."
Setting her staff against the counter she awaited some sort of explanation. Fighting the urged to scratch the rash that seemed to be forming on her forehand she gritted her teeth in wait of bad news.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:14 pm
"15...16...17..."Keno kept punching as the ball doubled in force. He could feel the difference in the force he was using now, but it didn't phase him that much. "18...19...20..." he was thoroughly preoccupied now, barely recognizing Epithany's entrance. He wasn't trying to be social. He was gonna spend every waking moment training or resting until he knew Deity was back to normal.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:18 pm
((M-chan! *glomps*))
Jade turned and waved slightly as Gabriel entered, not having seen her cousin in a long time.
"Hey Gabe...."
Then she turned back to Epithany, and glanced at the Seinorei next to her before sighing and closing her eyes.
"Deity....he...lost control last night....and...transformed...." She choked slighlty on the words, still upset about the whole matter. "He became his demon-self, Fierce....and tried to kill anything he saw...we held him off, but Taliman lead him away...and we can't figure out how to return him to normal...."
She glanced over at Gabe, knowing that he'd react somehow. After all, it was Demonic Fierce that had killed his father, her Uncle Shoubushi....
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:18 pm
With each hit Keno found that the challenge, like always, was growing more and more difficult. But he was also realizing how bored he was. He was half tempted to go to the other side of the planet and see if he could find Fierce, but he knew he'd only die if he went alone. But still, one could only train so much for any crisis before it got old. Maybe he should take a break like everyone else seemed to have done. "29...30...31..." But what would happen? He couldn't do much else. It was a choice, either relax or train. Carry on like a normal day or take all measures necessary to keep the future normal days....normal.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:20 pm
*Gabriel stops dead in his tracks, all of his plans for carousing and making a fool of himself for the night gone in an instant. At first he cannot do anything at all, for a few moments he just stands there transfixed before finding the ability to speak*
"So....................He's back."
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:23 pm
Jade nodded slowly in response to Gabe, looking down at the floor. She reached over and took hold of the wrapped Seinorei, pulling it closer to her, feeling comforted.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:25 pm
"47...48...49" the ball was now eight times its normal strength. It was a bit more difficult now to keep hitting this ball. But his punches still retaliated with the same force. His will was burning like an untamed fire within a forest, consuming everything, never growing weak. His body would though. A few more times of this and he'd actually have to try to fight the ball off. But since he still had no idea whether or no to rest, he kept on hitting, fogetting about anything else around.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:26 pm
"And.........I take it that no one has found a way to stop him?"
*He moves over next to Jade and wraps her in a one-armed hug*
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:26 pm
.o O (*glomped* what the... *realizes she left her foam heart sign that says "Glomp Me" on from Bakuretsu con* ehehe, 'ello ^_^ )
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 6:31 pm
"59...60...61" he had slowed the ball now to extend the time between punches. He was also getting hot. With each punch his coat started to fade, revealing the scars all about his arms, back , and neck. His veins were strained and his muscles tensed, relaxing only so slightly between each hit. "66...67...68" Who all was here now? He didn't know anymore.
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