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 Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 8:20 am
Yokai noticed the knives and frowned. He realized that this kid was dangerous... very dangerous. He could feel his menacing power and Yokai knew that if Miki and him got into a fight with this little kid, they would die. Yokai took a step back and said, "I think we should leave Miki... now."
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 10:16 am
((Winters: Yes handsome XD))
"Why, do you like them?"
Romanov grinned as he asked, smoothing his jacket so that it hid his steel knives once again.
"I didn't know people in Korea were such cowards. And I thought that I could have a bit more fun than Italy...won't you care to join me?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 11:37 am
(with killer great looks.)
-----Mikuo grinned. "Italy, huh?" It was odd; it was as if the girl wanted a fight. And yet, she was told to leave. Still, this fight was the boss' decision. Miki stood there with her hands in her pockets, glancing everytime the 'handsome' boy revealed his knives quickly. Ah, but now it was time for a tease. "You're pretty short kid. You sure a 10 year old would want to hold knives like that?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 3:45 pm
For the first time in his life, Yokai was afraid. This kid was a monster. But as Miki seemed to be playing with the boy, his confidence grew back. Yokai smiled and said, "Nah, people in korea aren't really cowards. We just know when to quit." (You know im an E rank and ur a B rank and idk what Winters is, but if we fought u were probably dead. dead.... DEAD dude i rather not fight you)
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 7:24 pm
((Lol it doesn't necessarily have to be an all out fight biggrin ))
"Would you like to watch my knives dance?"
Romanov asked innocently as he drew out one knife, so fast that his hand was nothing but a blur. Holding the knife to his mouth, his tongue flicked out and licked the blood off the blade, while a knowing grin was still plastered on his face.
"You know, those people at the airport weren't much fun...perhaps you could care to entertain me?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 3:42 pm
Yokai freezed, "Wait, airport? What did you do to the airport?" He had concern and fear in his voice. This kid was not like anyone he met before. Yokai realized that if he made this kid an enemy, it would be troublesome for his family.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 6:45 pm
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀  XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXRomanov De LucaXXXXBUT ALL'S TOO WEAK FOR HIM
XXXXDISDAINING FORTUNE WITH HIS BRANDISHED STEEL
XXXXWHICH SMOKED FROM BLOODY EXECUTION
XXXXLIKE VALOUR'S MINION CARVED OUT HIS PASSAGE The Solemn JesterXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
XXXXTILL HE FACED THE SLAVEXXXX
WHICH NE'ER SHOOK HANDS NOR BADE FAREWELL TO HIMXXXX
TILL HE UNSEAMED HIM FROM THE NAVE TO TH'CHAPSXXXX
AND FIXED HIS HEAD UPON THE BATTLEMENTSXXXX B rank // Flame Power: 75 // Agility: 30 // Power: 4 // Stamina: 15 // Resistance: 14  “What did I do in the airport? Why, if I remember right, it was something to do with airport security trying to stop me…well, I’ll let you guess where and how they ended up ~ “
Romanov grinned as he finished his short speech, before raising his other hand and flicking a speck of dust from his knife, and brushing one finger along the blade to make it glint off the sunlight, giving him a deadly, bloodthirsty look.
“You sound scared…why? Are you afraid of just a kid?”
He grinned before looking up at Tokai and Mikuo, licking his lips as though savouring the taste of their blood in his mouth. He could feel that the two people in front of him used flames, though their powers were so weak that he could barely feel them. If they use flames, then this should be more fun. I haven’t even tried using this, and now’s the perfect opportunity. Why, I even have two sandbags that just walked up to me! Romanov thought in glee as he eyed his two “victims” greedily.
“If you use flames…why not try it against this?”
At the word “this”, Romanov flicked out his wrist. Yokai and Mikuo would see that the blade was gone from his hand, and was now heading straight towards Yokai’s chest. Of course, Romanov never expected the attack to hit – after all, the blade was just an ordinary killer’s knife, and had no flames coating it. Though, it would be interesting to see how they repel or dodge the attack.
cards dealt: 274
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 10:33 am
As Romanov explaine what he did at the airport, Yokai quickly took out his Morning Star Gloves, furious of the kid. Suddenly he saw that the knife was coming straight at him, but it was a weak throw. Nothing to coat it. So Yokai sent out a small burst of sky flames from his body, repelling the knife, as it harmlessly fell to the ground. (WHY ME gonk I DONT WANT TO DIE)
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 7:01 am
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXRomanov De LucaXXXXBUT ALL'S TOO WEAK FOR HIM
XXXXDISDAINING FORTUNE WITH HIS BRANDISHED STEEL
XXXXWHICH SMOKED FROM BLOODY EXECUTION
XXXXLIKE VALOUR'S MINION CARVED OUT HIS PASSAGEThe Solemn JesterXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
XXXXTILL HE FACED THE SLAVEXXXX
WHICH NE'ER SHOOK HANDS NOR BADE FAREWELL TO HIMXXXX
TILL HE UNSEAMED HIM FROM THE NAVE TO TH'CHAPSXXXX
AND FIXED HIS HEAD UPON THE BATTLEMENTSXXXX B rank // Flame Power: 75 // Agility: 30 // Power: 4 // Stamina: 15 // Resistance: 14 ((Lol you won’t, don’t worry XD))
“Sky flames? You know, they say that Sky flames are the strongest of all, in harmony with the other six flames. As for me, I disagree. After all, how strong a flame is…depends on the person’s willpower, doesn’t it, my friends?”
Romanov asked coolly as he put his hands into the pockets of his fur lined jacket, before drawing out a simple pack of cards. The cards looked ordinary, nothing out of the blue. In fact, they looked completely brand new, as though they have never been used before. Romanov ran his fingers over the cards, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“What do you think would happen if my lightning flames went against your sky flames?”
Romanov cocked his head to one side, putting on a mock innocent expression on his face. At that moment, he flicked out one card off the top, holding it between his index and middle finger and showing it to Yokai. The Ace of spades. The cards made sharp snapping noises as he flicked through the whole pile with his fingers, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“Well? Won’t you like to try?”
At the moment he finished his sentence, Romanov flicked his right wrist, while his left hand still held the pile. For a moment, the cards looked as though they were dancing, flying through the air in a graceful arc as they travelled from his left to his right hand without falling. While waiting for Yokai’s answer, Romanov played with his pack of cards in a bored manner, doing all sorts of high leveled card tricks and shuffles effortlessly.
“How about you, girl? Want to join the party while we’re at it? Come on, you don’t want to miss out, do you?”
He turned and asked Mikuo in a lazy tone, a yawn making him open his mouth.
“Oh sorry, but looking at worms really make me sleepy sometimes, especially when they’re too scared to make a move.”
cards dealt: 352▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:31 am
Yokai smirked at Romanov's statement, "Actually, i agree with your statement. It matters on how badly you want to win!" Yokai looked at Romanov with an evil expression. This kid was 10 times stronger then Yokai, but it looked like there was no getting out of it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:53 am
§Arcadio Jose Auernalio§
 §Seizonsha Snow Guardian§~~~"To take ones will and freeze it into a shimmering snowfall. Protecting the family by freezing any advancing adversaries."~~~
ΦBox Weapon In UseΦ
Mangetsu!--Active!--
Kesshogetsu --Dormant--
♪ "Here, this is where the boy was spotted last if I'm correct. If things get too outta hand make sure to block off all incoming bystanders. Also, this battle is going to be rather tough. If I fall back-up should be ready as urgent as needed." Arcadio was in a helicopter floating over the park. He had been given orders to investigate the attacks going on in this region. First at the airport people had been mercilessly slaughtered by what he had heard to be a young lad. Also, from what he could tell the boy was a user of the dying will flame which meant he was highly dangerous. The man wore an all white suit, the shirt was was hanging out and his choice of shoes were Chuck Tailors. His eyes wandered down to the park, already happy that no innocent had been harmed as of yet. On his waist, wrapped in chains, was his weapon. An all white Katana which was his basis of power. With one hand on the door Arcadio slid it open, looking down below to three people. "It seems there already here! The boy has been spotted! Lower me down quickly before he harms any more people!" The Helicopter came closer to the ground before Arcadio leaped outward from it. He unloosened his chain on the blade, and took his Mangetsu into his hands. The blade shined a bright white, emitting a mass of Snow Flames from it's base. Arcadio placed Mangetsu in one hand before he threw the chain towards the boy. Most likely it would do nothing to him but it still was good to at the very least try and wound him before the real fight started. Arcadio hit the ground lightly, looking over to the boy with a blank expression. "You match the description! You are indeed the boy who attacked the airport!" Arcadio readied his blade, he was to capture the boy quietly without doing any major damage to the park but he had the strangest feeling...damage to the park would be the least of his worries. ♪
Fleeting Snowfall-???
Accumulated Snowflakes-???
Φ "I'll show you the way of the moon! So please join me in a dance around our Solar Rem!"Φ
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 11:22 am
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXRomanov De LucaXXXXBUT ALL'S TOO WEAK FOR HIM
XXXXDISDAINING FORTUNE WITH HIS BRANDISHED STEEL
XXXXWHICH SMOKED FROM BLOODY EXECUTION
XXXXLIKE VALOUR'S MINION CARVED OUT HIS PASSAGEThe Solemn JesterXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
XXXXTILL HE FACED THE SLAVEXXXX
WHICH NE'ER SHOOK HANDS NOR BADE FAREWELL TO HIMXXXX
TILL HE UNSEAMED HIM FROM THE NAVE TO TH'CHAPSXXXX
AND FIXED HIS HEAD UPON THE BATTLEMENTSXXXX B rank // Flame Power: 75 // Agility: 30 // Power: 4 // Stamina: 15 // Resistance: 14 Just as Romanov opened his mouth to speak, a deafening whirling sound overhead drowned out all voices. A sudden, violent gust of wind picked up, and Romanov had to shield his eyes with his hands to prevent sand from entering them. His hair was blown all over the place, and through the glaring sunlight he could see a helicopter up ahead. Wow…flashy. Did they do that for me? He thought as he looked at the whirling helicopter up in the sky with interest. There was no mistake about it – from the menacing and unwelcoming aura it emitted, the helicopter definitely was not here just to say a hello.
Before Romanov could say anything, a white haired boy had leapt out of the helicopter and landed gracefully on his feet, a few meters away from Romanov. A white sword, somewhat Japanese looking, could be seen held in his hand. Romanov gave the sword a contemptuous glance, as though he thought it looked more like a toy than an actual weapon.
“Swords? You know, we’re past the eighteenth century already…Live in the twenty-first century, my friend.”
Romanov said humourously as he gave another cocky glance over the white sword, clearly not thinking much of it. When the older boy threw the chain towards him, Romanov gracefully leaned over to one side, his deck of cards in his left hand as his right hand shot out, catching the end of the chain with his hand as quick as a flash.
“For your information, people usually greet with a “hi” first…just in case you didn’t know, since you seem to lack in social skills.”
Romanov said sarcastically as he threw the chain to one side, dumping it as though it was a dirty napkin.
“And yes, I was the one who sliced up those guards at the airport. Why, did they tell you I did it? Damn, and I thought I’d already sliced them into several pieces. Why is this any business to you anyway?”
He asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice, clearly irritated at being loudly interrupted by a helicopter just when a fight was starting.
“Well, no matter, at the very least I get a new toy for the time being. So what do you say, would you like to play with me until I get bored? Or actually, until your body can’t take it anymore…but that’s beside the point, isn’t it?”
He asked as a sudden, enormous burst of flames emitted from his body. Green lightning cackled madly throughout his whole body for a millisecond, before that blinding power transferred itself into his deck of cards. Instantly, the whole deck became alive. Each individual card seemed to possess a life of its own, dancing in the air as they surrounded Romanov from all angles. The property of lightning flames was solidification, and right now, Romanov would seem to possess 52 impossibly sharp blades, all ready to attack at his mental command.
“So, impress me, show me that the giant sword of yours isn’t just for show…”
cards dealt: 531▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 3:26 pm
Yokai looked at the white haired boy. He was worried. Was this boy an enemy? or an ally? But he figured it was an ally since the kid was yelling at Romanov and not Yokai. "If you're here to protect, then I welcome you with an open hand. But if you're here to cause damage like this stupid kid over here, then GET THE ******** OUT!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 4:22 pm
§Arcadio Jose Auernalio§
§Seizonsha Snow Guardian§~~~"To take ones will and freeze it into a shimmering snowfall. Protecting the family by freezing any advancing adversaries."~~~
ΦBox Weapon In UseΦ
Mangetsu!--Active--
Kesshogetsu --Dormant--
♪ "Are you speaking ill of my weapon child? Watch your tongue, lest you wish me to silence you." Arcadio spoke with a brass tone and a french accent, his cold white eyes stared blandly to the boy. "Really, the very least you could have done was stop any footage of your attacks when you went for the Air-Port. Someone must be lacking in the thinking department." The two seemed to be exchanging idle insults as if they were nothing. He looked over to the other two, both of them did indeed possess dying will flames. "You two are also mafia members? Then protecting you is worth nothing..." Arcadio turned back to the boy right when he was releasing his flames. "Ah, lightning flames. Flashy child. Though that won't save you from being defeated. I have orders to stop your onslaught and if you didn't know this orders, no matter what, are orders." With the flame release of the boy so did the release of Arcadio occur. His body lite high with a white coloration before slowly going into his blade. He looked over plainly to the kid. "Cards? What are you? A clown?" His snow flames emitted a pure look, as if Arcadio were some type of angel. He was about to continue when the boy had screamed something. Arcadio didn't turn to face him but he would begin to speak. "Whomever you think you are I'm going to tell you this. Shut up. Scream again and I'll kill you myself. This boy here is highly dangerous and you dare stand before him like you could actually stop him with your weak power?" Arcadio was giving him a type of scolding since the boy obviously didn't understand the workings of war. "Stay if you wish but I offer no protection for Mafia like yourself. Your weak and I will not hinder myself with such a weakling like you. If you die mid battle boy it will not be my fault." After his little tale Arcadio based all his attention on the other kid standing in front of him. "Impress you? I will do more than simply impress you boy!" His blade began to shine bright before Arcadio ran forward at the boy, sending his blade downward whilst stabbing into the ground. His opening shot would probably be his best. With a swing a blast of white will flames was released in a crescent shape, headed straight towards the boy. Everything in it's wake began to freeze over, the ground, grass, any small creatures that went in it's path. This was the opening attack and hopefully Arcadio could wrap this up without it getting too messy.♪
Fleeting Snowfall-???
Accumulated Snowflakes-???
Φ "I'll show you the way of the moon! So please join me in a dance around our Solar Rem!"Φ
♪♪♪♪
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:11 pm
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXRomanov De LucaXXXXBUT ALL'S TOO WEAK FOR HIM
XXXXDISDAINING FORTUNE WITH HIS BRANDISHED STEEL
XXXXWHICH SMOKED FROM BLOODY EXECUTION
XXXXLIKE VALOUR'S MINION CARVED OUT HIS PASSAGEThe Solemn JesterXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
XXXXTILL HE FACED THE SLAVEXXXX
WHICH NE'ER SHOOK HANDS NOR BADE FAREWELL TO HIMXXXX
TILL HE UNSEAMED HIM FROM THE NAVE TO TH'CHAPSXXXX
AND FIXED HIS HEAD UPON THE BATTLEMENTSXXXX B rank // Flame Power: 75 // Agility: 30 // Power: 4 // Stamina: 15 // Resistance: 14 ((I’ll edit to make this longer later))
“Seriously, you talk like you’re in the eighteenth century as well…”
Romanov, like Arcadio, possessed a distinctive French accent in his English when he spoke. It was clear that both of them originated from France, though the reason why both of them were in Korea right now would be a puzzling question.
“Yes, cards. At least I live in modern times, not using swords like we’re still in medieval times or something. Would you like to see what my beautiful cards can do? You and your petty, old fashioned talk…let me show you how real killers fight.”
Romanov grinned as he took a step back, just when Arcadio made his first move. The white haired boy with snow flames took his sword with both hands, and swung his weapon in a crescent slash. At once, a mass of snow flames headed towards Romanov, threatening to freeze him and his cards over. If he should be worried, he never showed his concern, and merely widened his grin as though he was a predator nearing his prey – his food.
“One thing you should know: you have one blade. I have…52.”
Romanov whispered as he put his hands into his pockets, seemingly unwilling to make a move. At the last possible second, he spun around on his feet and took a few steps to one side. At the same time, three cards flew to his right, forming a wide triangle with a mass of solid lightning flames in between them. The snow flames hit his lightning flames, freezing them over instantly. His cards froze over as well, falling to the ground in three separate thuds.
“Three down, 49 to go.”
Romanov said in a taunting tone, and at that instant, all of his cards shot towards Arcadio at the same time. They surrounded him from all sides, at all possible angles, dancing and moving around him as though each individual card was alive.
“La Colere…”
Romanov whispered as all his cards released a huge burst of lightning flames. It would feel as though hundreds of steel blades were slicing, cutting, stabbing and piercing Arcadio from all possible sides. The attack was physically strong enough to cut Arcadio into pieces, severing him from limb to limb, and it would be interesting to see how he stopped himself from getting killed.
Quote: La Colère (Anger) Romanov’s cards fly into the air, surrounding the enemy from all directions – above, right, left and below. They then release a huge burst of lightning flames, with the enemy in the center. The enemy would be severely sliced up and cut. At higher ranks, the enemy may be severed into several pieces. The more cards form the attack, the stronger it is. cards dealt: 413▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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