"Well, Well, Well." he said entering the Throne Room. "It's been a long time. You don't call. You don't write. I was beginning to think you'd forgotten me, old friend." Jamarr mused as he entered the now repaired Throne Room. "And you fix up the Throne Room of your enemy as well? Wow, you're somethin' else." he continued, running his fingers along the walls of the room. "That's something out of the ordinary." he said getting to the point. Leaning against a wall with a simplistic smirk, he played with a dead soldiers knife. He'd picked it up on the way back from the Electric Fountain. Twirling it between his fingers he finished his toying with his friend. "Specially coming from an ex-Zaibatsu member, right Sword?" he quizzed still twirling the knife.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2015 5:24 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
"Yes, it is quite odd, but why not? You should know me by now." Sword said placing his chin on his fist. "Besides, I'm surprised no one even gave me a parting gift back then, anyway it's tiring to see this land." He replied recollecting all the memories from being in Doma to now. All wasted, more like time wasted. "Oh yeah, before I forget, how the hell are ya?" Sword tried to ignore an assumption of fighting instead the ol' timey greetings he had with 'friends'.
Lighting a new cigar he inhaled then blew the cigar's smoke from his lungs. "Same old, same old." he answered dryly. "But I'm sure you've done recon on this place for I dunno' how long, so I'm sure you know all about what's been goin' on." he retorted back to his friend, taking another inhale of his cigar. "But enough about me. How's, Lucy?" he asked looking to Sword, seeing him sit on the Throne as if he was the head. He always wondered what it was like up there, but then realized all the responsibilities that followed for sitting up there and quickly dismissed these thoughts. Finally finding his fun with the knife leave him he tossed it at Sword not wanting to hit him just wanted to see his reaction.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2015 6:06 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
"Well...she's enjoying herself." Sword left the subject rather broad. He knows about the daughter yet Lucy is turning mad like all family. Once Jamarr tossed his knife from god knows where, Sword simply placed it in a barrier without moving a muscle and continued on. "I fought with your kid, James right?" He queried trying to see how Jamarr is currently. Maybe that kid could spark up emotion since Jamarr used to bang chicks all the time.
"Yeah." Jamarr confirmed to Sword's question. "I sensed your and his power levels fluctuate constantly. Then the Arch- Demon's. From there I just pieced the puzzle together." he said smirking at Sword's barrier. Taking another puff from his cigar, Jamarr paced the Throne Room, catching up with his ex-ally. "How long has it been since you've succeeded from the D.Z? seems like yesterday." he jested taking another puff and flicking the remainder perfectly into the trashcan by the exit.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 12:09 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
"I completely forgot about changing my power, what a maroon, but it does feel that way... Huh. 2 years?" Sword honestly responded, both continuing the lapse quiz and with Jamarr's cigar it felt a little more like a DZ home. "Have you finally settled down ol' Jamarr?" Sword grinned hoping to hear a promising answer and would wait a few seconds after the answer but the reunion can be discussed later for more significant questions. He slowly inched forward and intertwined his fingers in slight irritation. The expression really shown with mild disgust as his next words might have completely ignored Jamarr. The barrier disappeared leaving the knife to hit the floor. "However, where is the incapable king Xenon? Looks like he is taking really good care of this kingdom right now, just like Doma's invasion. Or maybe he wasn't good enough even when I trained him."
"I was." he admitted folding his arms and giving a smirk. "Though, she died. So doesn't seem like settling down." he said closing his eyes for moment. He wasn't tired just simply knew he'd have to deal with a lot when this conversation was over. Hearing Sword's opinion on Xenon's leadership made Jamarr's smirk disappear and his irritation to take root in his stomach. "Yeah, Xenon's absence is truly unfortunate, as well as him not being here. Makes it hard for us Zaibatsu soldiers to remain loyal to a king that isn't here." he agreed. "But then again what would traitorous filth, such as yourself, know anything about loyalty.." he snapped back at Sword in his same nonchalant tone. Behind the seat of the throne, Jamarr manifested, blade in hand, and pointing it at the back of the seat. "Though, he wasn't the best of our leaders. He never turned his back on us, nor did he ever kill the people he once, protected." Jamarr said in his same nonchalant tone, tightening his grip on his hilt. "You have no right to say his name in vain." he said allowing his power to rise, thickening the air with his mantra.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 10:11 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
Listening quietly to Jamarr, it seemed Xenon couldn't handle the throne. No excelling himself after all the training in the Unknown Realm. Pathetic, but at least he did have loyal soldiers. Now, hearing Jamarr's irritation, increasing power, and his new location, Sword brings out his d*** mode just for the angered Jamarr. Just a gloating voice and to apply even greater names than the taboo adding reasoning behind why. The insane side giggles. His pupils bloody red. "Interesting, You should have known I could not waste my time to fight Eight. To change his decision was not my forte and I certainly wanted to entertain his final wish. After him and Six keeled over, there was a chance to get back here, but someone would have spite, then trouble, ultimately my fault." Sword closed his eyes with a beam, sliding his arm away from himself and waving his left hand up and down like he had not one damn care in the world. "But as for them, I won't kill anyone who opposes me. One chance to kill. Let the anger loose." The last sentence, strange, unorthodox. Sword cared not for anyone's loyalty. "Dear Jam, all I want to do is lead like everyone here has. Protection, Safety, rule just like...oh...wait...Xenon!" The whole building instantly became black as coal except the throne...
Hearing Xenon name again, triggered Jamarr to snap. He saw the Throne Room change color. Black as coal, yet it didn't phase Jamarr one bit. His anger still flared. His once mastered temper seemed to have flare out of his body. His aura shrouded his body as he spoke. "Lead?!" Jamarr said through grittred teeth. Twirling around facing the seat Jamarr slid his sword back into its sheath slowly. The click of the sheath and the sword acted as a beacon for the seat to fall apart into two, knowing he probably didn't get Sword. Then placing his blade back around his waist Jamarr surged his energy throughout the Throne Room covering everything. "Don't make me laugh, demon." he said folding his arms.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 11:30 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
Sword slowly lifted himself up. Jamarr made a clean slice through the throne and him. As the throne fell in half, Sword turned to look at his friend. The building's appearance came to its usual. Once sight is given, in close examination Sword's sinews form together like needle and thread. The split hairs on the head down. "Laugh your heart out from the truth." He replied in utmost seriousness lifting his finger placing an energy mask/very special seal for the room. "This kingdom needs power." Instantly, Sword raised his energy exponentially, balls his hand to a fist and throws the fist to the side hitting nothing. Maybe it was an ability. A force would fling Jamarr to the walls unless he reacted, but if he got caught Sword placed his hand on Jamarr's back before impact.
Hearing Sword's declaration about power, Jamarr prepared to attack but saw Sword make a fist and decided against it. He felt a force push him to the wall and he allowed it to. Using his speed Jamarr vanished before he could reach the wall. "If the kingdom needs power, then you'd be the last one the people would seek it from." Jamarr's disembodied voice echoed throughout the room. He reappeared standing on the ceiling, still with his arms folded. He looked down to Sword and instantly dropped down bring his mantra charged fist with him. If it were to connect he'd crack the ground underneath them both hoping not to destroy the repaired Throne Room.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 12:32 am
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
Sword slightly hummed after Jamarr vanished and placed his hand down. He didn't need help but he never left this being's eyes. Though Jamarr's words are true and blinding. Sword IS definitely the last one to give help, he certainly can't mask that out. Every time someone did there was either death or an unsatisfied sense of completion or rarely both. Next, when Jamarr came crashing down, Sword appeared inches before he landed a devastating blow into Sword's head instead of the floor. Sword bursts out equal energy from his body and swiftly arcs his arms over and one hand grabbing Jamarr's shirt, the other holding his charged fist up leaving his body to redirect its course to the marble floors and the fist's force to cause nothing more than a little crater. Neither of them had the slightest injury. "If we're going to kill everything we could have done so. The real action needs to wait. Isn't Lucian continuing this foolish war?" He said abruptly. Now he sees the retreat. Outside this room is a beautiful flower and unknown soldiers going towards it. Sword let Jamarr go and walked on the steps, stopping in the middle to calm his energy to something substantial to everyone else then released the seal. "No, he's done. Next I spy." Speaking only to himself, lost in current planning.
Seeing he'd connect his punch Jamarr almost went for a combo but saw Sword had his shirt in a death grip. Then hearing Sword's words Jamarr slowly began to comprehend what he was saying. Slowly his energy went down. "You're right, old friend." he admitted backflipping then landing his feet a couple of feet away from Sword. "Then waddaya we continue this, later." Jamarr said lighting another cigar. His tone was back to its original sound. "Seems like pointless fighting for power will get us nowhere." he said bolstering Sword's statements.
Ultimate Sword000
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 12:44 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
Listening to Jamarr, Sword wanted to ask what just happened, but held his tongue only to compliment fond memories. "A fight just like old times.." Sword left the sentence blank though it was fully agreed upon.
"Yeah." Jamarr said in agreement. His sword disappearing from his waist Jamarr took an inhale then exhaled allowing his thoughts of the old days. "Like old times." he said fully lowering his power level. "What will you do now, Sword?" Jamarr asked before taking a quick puff then turning his full gaze at his old friend. "Joining the Zaibatsu again? If they take you back, that is. Or go back to the Doma?" he said before folding his arms once more. James was approaching his area. The fight he'd lost would of already made scars in his being. Their kind never took a liking to defeat. Usually they're executed right on the spot, but with him being a prince that was nonsense.
