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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 11:48 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Novice • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: unzipped leather jacket, shirtless, black jeans and black and red boots • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil? Upon finishing learning the Capoira skills, Greed straightened his posture from the low to the ground fighting stance, his eyes shifting from their usual crimson red to a deep purple, scanning about the room and surveying the others. The draconian he had just sparred with was currently practicing with a different sword. There were several others doing several other things... things Greed frankly didn't give a s**t about. His eyes landed on the only person that had even registered on his mind as being slightly important. Allistair. Walking up to the hybrid from behind, Greed lightly tapped him on the shoulder with a jet black clawed hand before speaking. "Allistair, I just finished training. I need a mission. Or a rank up test or some s**t." He said with his usual half smile, his bright violet eyes meeting Allistair's icy cold gaze. Truthfully, Greed was just sick of reading books. It seemed as if this combat assessment zone was more of a library than anything. Sure, there was fire melting things away, loud clashes of metal, shouts and screams, and several other noises. But almost half of everybody in the room either had a book in their hand, or a book near them for future reference. Greed didn't mind reading, but there was only so much a demon could take before he reached his breaking point. He figured some fresh air and a little action would do him good, and a little more experience always helps. Theme song • Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 550 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 2:29 pm
  [Why thanks, I do work out] Marcos had tried his hardest to keep a serious face, but the feeling inside of him was growing stronger. He was very unsure of whether or not Nai was going to shoot him in the foot or try to strangle him, but he was prepared. Even if she branded him with the barrel of her gun he would not flinch away. Marcos was dead serious about what he said and if he had to prove it to Nai in anyway he would do just that. It was rather unsettling how such a small and seemingly emotionless person could cause this much distress in Marcos. On one end he wanted to shout at her for being so distant, but on the other he really wanted to slip something inside of her. The strongest feeling of them all was to protect her. Marcos was aware that he was fairly low ranked and not very strong right now, but he had finally found something to motivate him. He would focus on his studies and become a tool Nai could use however she wished.
Marcos stood there like a statue as Nai examined him. The touch on his wrist sent a weird feeling rolling through his body. He wanted to fidget but did not. Marcos really wanted to reach out and touch Nai but he felt like she'd flip him and snap his fingers off. Instead he closed his eyes for a brief moment and enjoyed the contact. Marcos resisted the urge to man growl as Nai trailed her hands across his chest, and then to the neck. A bit of surprise flashed through his face, he had not pegged her for that type of girl. Regardless, Marcos was well versed in that style of play. Her skin was very soft against Marcos' neck, making him smirk for a moment. Nai finally looked at Marcos, still not saying a single word. He remained unflinching, only his tail swaying back and forth. "I am yours to command." Marcos said with finality, almost shaking his hips in excitement from the feeling. He didn't though, because Nai was really close to him. He was sure she did not want him to rub his no-no bits against hers. At least not yet.
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 4:05 pm
 I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the n a i Nai felt Marcos's pulse quicken and experienced that he made no attempt to harm her. Sloth saw the medley of emotions that ran through his eyes, none of them dangerous. As one, they decided that they could just leave him be, let him follow Nai as much as he pleased. Task finished, Nai's hands slipped off of Marcos as she stepped away and to the side then walked right past him. His words raised nothing in Nai. She had no wish, much less a wish to command anyone or anything. It would certainly be an advantage and probably worth what little trouble such power brought, but she simply did not care.
Once she had plenty of room to move, Nai stopped and half-turned so that she could speak in Marcos's direction. Sloth didn't care, but Nai deemed it worth the few short seconds it took to answer Marcos's questions, "'What' expresses an inability to comprehend, specifically the inability to comprehend dedication for no reason. Feelings exist but merely interfere. Blind devotion leads to easily to death." Answer given, Nai turned away from Marcos. She needed to catch up to Qaar, make sure he hadn't died for a second time.
Clearly enjoying ruining the woman's tempo, X whispered tauntingly in her mind, {Nah, don't worry about Zombie boy. I just saw him and he's fine. Why don't you just stay and relax here? I'll keep an eye on him and tell you when you're needed,} without a shred of care in his voice. If anyone else told Nai, she would have thought of them as a help, but since it was X, she knew it was only because he enjoyed toying with her and slowly creeping onto her nerves.
Remaining rather unperturbed for the moment, the woman smoothly switched gears. She halted after her first step and looked around the training center for anyone in need of training. Not a single person in the area was available for Nai to assist. That meant she could go and eat.
-Exit-Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 120 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black EyesX XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ SlothX X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 10 ✖ energy: 1300/1300 ✖ ammo: 350/350
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 4:45 pm
  [Why thanks, I do work out] Marcos wanted to reach out and grab Nai's hand to stop it from leaving his skin, but he resisted. When she turned away without a word Marcos raised an eyebrow. Nai had definitely not said yes, but she also did not say no. Marcos took this as acceptance. He smiled and flared his wings briefly, merely a way to show his excitement. When Nai turned he did the same, aiming his body so he could follow her. When she stopped and spoke, Marcos gave her his full attention. His face changed from happiness to a vague and ambiguous expression. How was it that she could not understand his devotion? It was not blind. Marcos made his choice very carefully and knew it to be right. There was the one true reason behind this, not something silly and frivolous like love. Marcos was actually offended. "Blind devotion? Dedication for no reason? How do you say things like that!" Marcos said as he walked quickly behind her. There had to be a way to show Nai how he felt. It was not just because she was pretty or strong, it was because Marcos' very reason for being was to be hers. He silently fumed as he tried to figure out how to show her this. Until that time came, Marcos would follow Nai and do whatever it is she asked him to. Marcos turned on his fancy heels and decided against following her. He should train. He would show her through his strength.
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 6:08 pm
 NPC Refreshed and raring to go, Katarina skipped into the CAZ, her tail waving from side to side and a devious glint in her eyes. Then she saw Kal glaring at her with a look that clearly meant she should be doing business. The succubus gave him a peppy wave and then made a beeline for the area most popular for berserkers, where most of the training dummies were concentrated. She sensed that it would be best for her to listen to Kal for this time.
Besides, she could have her fun with those of her class. Most were male, after all, and easy prey for Katarina. Even if they did know of her prowess in the hand-to-hand arts, most still somehow managed to be caught off guard and be thoroughly punished much to the sadist's delight. Katarina's eyes swept the possible toys, . The succubus always felt particularly accomplished after messing with an incubus. It probably had to do something with how her kind did not really like others of their race.
Decision made, Katarina hopped over in front of Marcos and, half-bent in her usual attempt to look smaller and cuter, greeted, "Hi hi! Ready for some training?!".
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 6:50 pm
  [Why thanks, I do work out] Marcos immediately felt a presence he wished was not around. Now he had to split the attention again. At least Nai wasn't around to see her. Marcos' face lit up. He could use Katarina for more reason than one. Katarina could help him train as well as give him something to work with for Nai. He needed to please her. Marcos put on an easy smile and opened his arms wide as he spoke. "Katarina, just the girl I was hoping for! Yes, Marcos is ready to train." He said, flexing his arms before walking forward to her. He was about to put his full effort into this and become a badass, just for Nai.
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 10:20 pm
 NPC Rank: Expert Class: Berserker Race: Succubus "Okay!" Katarina cheered, happy to have such a willing target but also somewhat suspicious of it, "Let's get started then. First, defense because I'll be in biiiig trouble if I hurt you too much," insert flirtatious wink, "Now, show me if you know the Knight's Shield." After giving her directions, Katarina backed away as if to give Marcos room to demonstrate properly.
In reality, she was backing away to give herself room to attack properly. If Marcos hadn't listened to Katarina's directions the moment she gave him them, he would be left open to the abuse that followed. Katarina charged forward in a flash after casually putting a few feet of distance between herself and Marcos then kicked off her feet to slam into her victim with both knees (Double Takedown). If she had wanted to, she could have knocked Marcos down with just that move. She controlled her strength, though, using it to merely cause him to stagger backwards and create an opening for her to land a second strike after falling to the ground following her first. Once again, this second strike involved an aerial attack with knees. Leaping up so that her knees were level with Marcos's head, Katarina struck at Marcos with the sharp tip of her knee (Hanuman visits Lanka). As with the last move, this one was toned down from its original intent. While it was meant to be aimed for the head, Katarina gave Marcos the benefit of the doubt and settled with aiming for his arms instead, assuming he had gone into the Knight's Shield position in time. From her second attack, she flowed smoothly into the third. Using the momentum of her most previous knee-attack, she took hold of Marcos's shoulder and used it as traction to flip her body and slam into Marcos with her knees once more (Tombstone Slam). This last move, Katarina used to its full extent, meaning for it to break Marcos's defense completely and smash him to the ground.
"Now," Katarina commented in a casual voice after picking herself up and dusting herself off, "I suppose I should say something like a teacher? I used Double Takedown to break you and then Hanuman visits Lanka to cover my approach. The climax was Tombstone Slam, I think you would agree? Ah, but the first two are really fun toys to play with. Hanuman is a sexy opener at full power when it can knock over or stun the partner, leaving them absolutely helpless. If you didn't protect yourself, I would have penetrated your head even while using a weaker version of the move. Double Takedown is more reserved for unfavorable odds. When you're up against a big baddie or want to have fun with more than one person, you should use it. At full power, I probably would have broken your bones," insert giggle, "As for Tombstone Slam... well... I really enjoyed using it on you. Ah, of course, just because I like doing stuff like that doesn't mean I like receiving it, so you'll need to go find someone willing or just use a practice dummy." Having said everything she needed, Katarina flirtatiously batted her eyelashes at Marcos, knowing full well that she was the only one that enjoyed what had just happened and hoping her enjoyment irritated Marcos as much as it pleased her.
Hanuman visits Lanka Rank: C Description: A powerful and fast attack where the user takes a high jump forward and strikes an opponent's head with the sharp tip of their knee. The crushing damage is tremendous and even if blocked the power can still send their opponent to the ground or stun them. This attack can also be used to attack opponents in mid-air, in which case the strike hits them in the solarplex.
Double Takedown Rank: C Description: The user charges forward at an enemy and then kicks off their feet to slam into an opponent with both of their knees. This can either send two opponents to the ground (one for each knee), or it can take out one large opponent, dealing massive damage along the way.
Tombstone Slam Rank: C Description: Once airborn over an enemy the user can flip and pull their legs back tightly against their lower back. They then take a swift dive down on an enemy, using their two knees to slam down on an enemy like a tombstone. The strength can break through defenses and solid rock.
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Posted: Fri Aug 30, 2013 4:45 pm
  [Why thanks, I do work out] Marcos stood his ground as Katarina backed away to demonstrate some moves. She told him to show her the Knight's Shield as if it was something complex. "Wha-" Marcos had tried to speak but saw Katarina push off the ground. He raised his right leg and lowered his right arm, resting his elbow on his knee. It would create a defense capable of protecting Marcos from harm is level. The only issue was that Katarina was not his level. Her knees smashed into Marcos' foreleg and arm and made him want to swear in ten different languages. He tried his hardest to keep his balance but Katarina was very strong. Marcos hardly had a time to recover and prepare for the second attack and ended up barely making it in time to block her straight knee shot. It connected with his shin and made Marcos almost tear up. When Katarina placed a hand on his shoulder to act as a fulcrum Marcos silently accepted his fate. *Aye dios mio... He thought to himself just before Katarina's hit connected with him, successfully taking him down. Marcos lay there for a moment groaning in pain, vowing to one day put Katarina in her place. Until then he would deal with her terrible sexual innuendos and excessive need to hurt him. Marcos pushed himself to his feet and flexed his wings, his tail hanging low. "Katarina," Marcos said as he walked over to a dummy and bent his legs. He shot off of the ground and raised both knees. Marcos hit the dummy with enough force to have it bend backward. He placed his hands on the shoulder of the dummy and partially lifted himself, pulling his knee back and slamming it into the dummy's chest. The dummy fell over to the ground with the force while Marcos landed on the balls of his feet. "What can you tell me about Nai?" Marcos said, a certain look passing over his face. As a succubus Katarina would know exactly why Marcos was asking. The draw to the master was insane and impossible to resist. Most of all the incubus or succubus would not want to resist. The way Marcos said Nai's name, the way he smiled and the look he had in his eyes would convey it all. Marcos turned back to the dummy as he waited for an answer and opened his wings wide. He bent low and shoved off of the ground, flapping his wings once for added height. While he was in the air he flipped and folded his wings, pulling his legs against his back as he fell. He used both of his knees to smash into the dummy, cracking it in two with the force.
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Posted: Fri Aug 30, 2013 10:29 pm
 NPC Rank: Expert Class: Berserker Race: Succubus The look of Marcos as he said Nai's name had Katarina rolling on the ground in laughter. Oh, of course she understood the pull, the desire for a master. However, that didn't mean she couldn't find it funny when someone else pined for their master, particularly her kind didn't really think kindly of their brethren. Seeing Marcos stuck with such an impossible master, his unlucky fate, filled Katarina with glee.
At the same time, crazy as it may sound, she also wanted to help her fellow seducer. To incubi and succubi, masters were their life. Deserting him would be like walking away as her hung for his dear life over a cliff. Katarina may have liked tormenting him but she didn't want him to die. "I suppose she both isn't and is the worst master you could have," Katarina teased as she fell down on her butt to sit on the ground, "I haven't heard anything bad about her but then again I haven't heard much about her at all. There are files on her activities but files are booooooring, so I can't remember if I even read them, I probably haven't. I do remember her, though. Let's see, she's a human gunslinger of master rank. Before her disappearance from Nocturne, she was an expert rank captain of Nocturne and that's when people really started to pay attention to her. At least, I remember that's when I started thinking of how weird it was for someone to be dressed so stiflingly in the CAZ. I mean, Nocturne is a shady place so being covered head-to-toe isn't unusual on the streets but most people ditch the secrecy when training since, well, training isn't illegal. Then Osiris replaced Nocturne and Captain Nai faded into obscurity until the last ruler of Osiris took the throne. She returned, defended the king when people tried to oust him and stayed on as a royal guard. A lot of rumours went around at the time about how she was the actual ruler and the king just a puppet, but most people who knew Nai as a captain had to disagree. It might have been a lower position than her last one, but she never showed any kind of ambition... or any other emotion. Really, she was kind of creeeeeeeeeepy. When Osiris lost its light and Nocturne rose again, Nai disappeared again, went missing for a few years until she returned not more than a week ago. Most people probably don't know her anymore." Katarina ended with a shrug to show Marcos that she knew the information was lacking for his purposes but it was all she had. She leaned back on her hands as she crossed her legs, just waiting for him to ask any more questions. If he had none, then she would take up one of her hands and gesture him closer to her with her index finger."
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Posted: Fri Aug 30, 2013 10:53 pm
  [Why thanks, I do work out] Marcos wanted to smack Katarina so hard when she started speaking of Nai. It was always a touchy subject with his kind, especially if it wasn't straight appraisal. In his eyes Nai could do no wrong, and was the greatest thing to happen to this planet. Having someone speak ill of her really set his teeth to grinding. But he understood that Katarina was not slandering her name, merely answering his question. Marcos listened very carefully, absorbing every bit of information about his Mistress. It all led to nowhere and was almost a complete waste of his time. Katarina's information merely corroborated what Marcos already knew; Nai was mysterious as crap. He scratched his partial beard in thought, wondering why someone with such a pretty face chose to hide it under a hood. His mind wandered for a brief moment as he thought about the rest of Nai underneath the heavy robe. What he would give to take a single look at it. He sighed, realizing he would need to get it straight from the Ice Queen herself. Now that he had all he believed Katarina knew he could get his head back into his training. Marcos would become useful to Nai one way or another. He had no more questions at the time, so when Katarina beckoned Marcos came to her. He was expecting her to move on and beat the crap out of him again, so his body was already tense.
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Posted: Fri Aug 30, 2013 11:32 pm
 NPC Rank: Expert Class: Berserker Race: Succubus Katarina could see his tense body, and merely took his readiness as a challenge. She waited patiently until Marcos was really close, less than a foot away from her feet before pushing off with her hands to slide under Marcos's legs, "Phase Shift!". As she passed through Marcos's legs, she grabbed one in each hand and tripped him by twisting her body over mid-slide, crossing her arms together and, as a result, bringing the legs closer together, "Scissor Strike!". It didn't matter whether or not Marcos tripped because Katarina was going to do the same thing regardless of the result. Letting go of the legs, she used her hands to push herself off the ground while sweeping her own legs around her body, undoubtedly smacking Marcos a few times, "V-Spin!". Controlling herself, Katarina only held the move for a few swings before pushing off of her hands and into the air where she curved gracefully into a ground-shattering, feet-first dive that landed Katarina right on top of Marcos, "Rocket Recover!". Lucky for him, she refrained from actually hitting him with the technique. She also refrained from hitting him with her finisher, an elbow to the face fueled by the force of her drop, "Falling Dagger!". Her demonstration finished, Katarina, stepped off of Marcos while explaining, "The first three came from stage 2 of the Capoeira style and the fourth move came from stage 3 of the Muay Thai style." Despite her impish smile, she definitely seemed more well-behaved--she had noticed Kal staring daggers at her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:04 pm
xxxxxxxxxx┫Alistair Maric┣ "I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY, WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR THE KING OF NOCTURNE."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE, LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT, AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxRespectxxShouldxxBexEarned,xNever xGiven !xxxx☠x☠x☠ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxCaptainxx㊋xxNocturne Respect is something gained.x x x Though if mutual,x x x it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
He obviously could not send the boy on another rank up mission so soon after he ranked up, but he could most definitely keep him busy. But first, since the boy was already a novice. "Greed. How would you like to become a Royal Guardsman for the city? Once you become a Royal Guardsman, you may pick your own missions, and you won't need my permission." Once the other boy came back, Alistair sighed as he said the usual words. "Congratulations. You are now a Novice. Get back to training."
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"Anything it takes to survive."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 4:05 pm
Blake would read the book that Srin gave him before he left, his eyes quickly scanning the information that was one each page. Before long Blake had read all that he needed to and would close the book and put it in his pouch. He would stand up and take out a bottle of water. Luckily the book was detailed enough to walk even the most pathetic minds. Blake would empty the bottle of water and pour the liquid on the ground. He would raise his hand and the water would form a in front of him. The skill itself was simple enough but the detailed helped simplify it. 1/1 (bonus from Srin's master skill book) Water shield learned
Blake would close his eyes and recall the next skill in his mind, Water Jets. Blake would deactivate the shield and let the water fall half way before whipping up his hand catching a handful of water, stopping his hand to face directly in front of him he would open it facing his palm forward. Suddenly a long stream of high pressure water would soar out of his palm. He would let his hand fall to his side and groan. The rest of the skills required a larger body of water to be around. That being known Blake would take his leave and head to the nearest river or lake. 1/1 water jet learned
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 8:19 pm
  [Why thanks, I do work out] Marcos recognized the phase shift and instinctively went to cover his testicles with his hands. He would certainly not put it past Katarina to take a shot at him in one of his weak points. When she twisted and pulled Marcos' legs came together, already making him lose some balance. The scissor strike had Marcos stumbling, but it was the V-spin that nearly had him on the ground. He was sure there would be a number of bruises upon his body before this day was up. When Katarina began to descend in her earth shattering kick Marcos took in what he felt would be his last breath and kept his eyes wide open. Thankfully Katarina had the sense to not break Marcos into tiny little Marclits. He nodded his head in response to her and pushed himself off of the ground, walking over to yet another dummy. These moves were becoming way too intense to use on a person without harming them.
Marcos bent his knees and crouched low, moving in the signature Capoeira stance. It was designed to keep the user in motion, able to quickly dodge or strike out from this stance. He moved in the sidewinder stance, turning at certain angles and rushing forth. Once he was close enough Marcos planted one hand on the ground and swung his legs out towards the dummy. He had them moving in a scissor-like fashion, both which connected with the 'leg' of the dummy. He jerked his legs as hard as he could and sent the dummy rocking, which was close enough to falling as he would get right now.
Marcos was going to switch this session up and perform the techniques a tad out of order. He was already holding himself up with one hand and needed to only plant his other and push. Marcos did just that, launching himself into the air. He bent his knees and launched them out at the last moment, connecting with the stomach of the dummy. It bent pretty far backward and gave off a loud snapping sound as it cracked from the strength of the kick. The momentum of the return was enough to allow Marcos to flip in air and land on his feet. He immediately ran forward and placed a hand on the ground. Marcos raised both of his legs into the air and spread them into a wide 'v'. He tilted his legs and pushed off the ground, spinning his body in the process. Marcos' first kick caught the dummy on the return and his second smashed it on the side, sending it toppling over.
He planted his feet on the ground and stood up, a bit confused on the last part. Katarina had been about to elbow him in the face with some scary looking energy. He lifted his arm and looked at his elbow, not really sure how to do what she did. Marcos had barely used his elbows to strike out so far in his training, and he was not really confident in what accuracy he could provide. Before making himself look like a fool he would instead train. He picked a few dummies and lined them up in a bobbing and weaving pattern. Marcos walked to the front of the line and raised his elbow, softly tapping it against the dummy's head. He turned away from it and spread his legs, bending them at the knee. Marcos rapidly pivoted and raised his arm, bending it at the elbow. He put his weight into the strike and connected with the dummy's face once more. Marcos entered his beginning stance and tried it once more, this time with a faster speed and more strength. Marcos stood at the front dummy and ran forward, pivoting at the last second to smash his elbow right into it. He did not stop there and pivoted once more, using his other elbow to hit the dummy on his right. Marcos repeated this pattern five times before being satisfied with how he was hitting.
Now all he needed to do was learn to focus his energy. Marcos looked down at the palms of his hands and clenched them, not really sure where to start. He had never actually learned to do anything with his energy before, only his body. He closed his eyes and imagined what his energy would look like. Of course it was pink and thick, and oozed like bodily fluids. Marcos held out his elbow and channeled this energy, feeling it caress his body before actually managing to get on track. The tip of his elbow began to glow hot pink with his power, bringing a smile to Marcos' face. The blade seemed to solidify for a moment and disappeared, but Marcos knew it was there. He twisted his hips and swung around his upper body, smashing the dummy in the face. A hole burst through the dummy's head, and Marcos wrenched his arm skyward, ripping its head in two. He turned and put his hands into his pockets, walking back to Katarina. "I hope you aren't tired, I've barely broken a sweat." Marcos said, lying through his teeth. He was tired, sore, and visibly bruised. But somehow his hair was still perfect.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 9:56 pm
 NPC Rank: Expert Class: Berserker Race: Succubus After looking Marcos up and down and up again, Katarina commented on his hair, "Good, you've got your priorities straight. The hair always comes first. Come let's rest. Sit sit. Tired people aren't fun to play with." To the berserker succubus, exhaustion made people boring. Their reactions always grew more lackluster and she couldn't pound on them as much.
Although, that wouldn't stop her from lightly grating on Marcos's nerves while he rested. If she did it right, she might be able to juice some more fun out of him while he rested himself for the next round of her entertainment. Once Marcos had settled himself, the first thing out of Katarina's mouth was, "So, about Nai. You really are unlucky to have her as your master." She didn't mean anything bad by saying that, either now or the first time she said it. However, she had noticed Marcos's anger at her words and that had made her realize that she might have just offended him by phrasing Marcos's dilemma in such a way.
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