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 Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 11:25 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
 Feared
Exalted
Evil?  The Diabolus rolled his eyes as the woman replied, the red hues touching the cieling before they met with the desk again. "Jeez, I feel like I inspire the sarcasm in others. I should get a medal or some s**t for brightening everyone's day." He said as he pushed his arms off of the desk and walked out into the training courtyard as well. Wordlessly, fire would immediately spread to his fingertips as he rubbed the pads of his fingertips up and down his arms for a few moments, keeping the blood rushing underneath the unclothed skin. She may not have needed heat, but the Diabolus was still very, very much alive, and felt the slight bite of the cold. "I am really starting to question my choice of attire... though it'd be a shame to cover up such nice muscles." he said sarcastically with a small chuckle before continuing. "Anyways... I already have the actual stage down, I just need to learn the techniques." He explained to his Captain, the smile leaving his face as his voice grew more serious. Small specks of white were already beginning to collect inside of the Diabolus's jetblack hair, the snow sticking upon individual strands of it the longer they were outside. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy." 
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 11:46 am
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Red shrugged. "You get what you give."
Though standing in the middle of the snowy area, she smiled. Her energy surged, coating her form and weaving beneath the skin. The feral's flesh hardening to steel cause if she was gonna take some hits, might as well make the damage slightly less. "You know, I think I'm all out of gold stars but the next time I get some, you get the very first one." The crimson spheres flashed, gazing at him as the cold did nothing to her unless she wanted to freeze her a** off. Though she rather liked that asset.
"So you can do your skills first, then I will do mine. Sound good?"
[Used: Steel form]
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 12:54 pm
((Once again, bottom paragraph is the only relevant thing. The rest is just training. The first paragraph is kinda funny though)) Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? "Alright then, i'm holding you to it. No joke, I expect a ******** gold star now." He would state, before nodding in agreement. "Yeah sure, i'll go first. The first one's easy, just stand there for a second." He would state, and before he even finished talking his body would surge forward, his left foot planting itself on her right leg, pushing Greed up as his right foot planted itself against her left shoulder. From here, the Diabolus would push off, back flipping in the air and landing about a foot or two from where he started. He could have used Tombstone Slam while airborne... but that skill might have seriously injured her, even in her steel form since it would be boosted to an A rank in this moment.
The next skill wasn't nearly as simple as the first one. The Diabolus contemplated how he would do it so he didn't end up snapping the Feral's arm. Eh... ******** it. Her steel form should protect her... I think. He thought to himself before taking a comfortable ready stance a few feet away from the girl.
"Alright, for this skill I need you to try and punch me. No cheap tricks either, you're in steel form and I don't need you breaking my pretty face. It's how I make my money. Just a nice, simple straight punch." He said, waiting for the red haired captain to comply. Once she did he would bob deftly to the right, his hand shooting forward and grabbing her wrist.
As the hand wrapped itself firmly against her wrist, he would slam his other hand into her elbow. Her steel form protected any harm that was done to it, due to the fact it was only a C ranked attack. Otherwise, the Diabolus would have probably broken her arm cleanly at the elbow.
As soon as the strike was finished, Greed would let go of Red's arm. The Diabolus backed up a couple of feet, entering his typical ready stance. "It's almost your turn, two more."
There would be a lull in his speech before he spoke again. "I forgot, whats the next ********- oh that's right. Elephant kick. I'm not sure you wanna try to take these kicks, even in your steel form Red. Back up if you want, or you can try to test the limits of your form. Fair warning, doing so might be as stupid as telling a child to go play in traffic." He said simply.
As he said this, he would give the feral a couple of moments to move before he initiated the first elephant kick, sweeping low to the ground in a deftly swift movement with a single leg. This single technique probably would've probably swept most enemies off of their feet.
Now came for the second part. If greed had an adversary airborne affected by the first kick, the would be his coupe de grace. As his body spun around quickly, his other foot would pick up off the ground, combat boot arcing through the air.
As the kick finished Greed would spin once more, turning to face Red, his vermillion Red hues looking at her equally Ruby colored hair before speaking. "For this next one, throw something at me.Like a fireball, a blast of ki, anything pretty much just nothing too powerful. Try something C ranked to start, and when I get the hang of it do somethin' B ranked."
As the Demon finished explaining to the feral, he would enter his ready stance once more. For a moment, the berserker would remain still. While it appeared like he was doing nothing, he was slowly forming the ki to fit the unique skill. He underwent a similar process when learning any new technique that required using ki as they were typically not as simple as other hand to hand skills.
As the energy molded itself perfectly to fit the situation, flashes of energy would shoot off from Greed from time to time. This was when he lost momentary control of his energy, because he'd never tried doing such a high ranked skill before, especially one requiring so much energy. From time to time a flash would arc out from him and crack a cobblestone, but the red colored energy didn't stray too far from him.
Eventually, the energy would stop arcing off of him, instead steadily pulsing about his body in a shining and bright ruby colored aura. This was hard for him to maintain. Still, the demon carried on and found he would be able to hold it for an increasingly long time.
After he was sure he would be able to maintain his control on energy for the duration of the skill, the diabolus took a quick step forward and surged forward, the energy propelling him in a rediculously fast speed in the direction he went as he raised his knee. The lunge was extremely faster than Greed was normally capable of moving.
About halfway through the surge, Red would send a ball of ki at him. The ball simply shattered against the wall of energy however, and the surge ended when Greed stopped his energy flow. Well that wasn't so hard. He thought to himself with a shrug.
"Alright Red, one more time. Something B rank though... I don't really care what." He said as he felt the energy charge inside of himself, this time almost instantly. He surged forwards once more, his knee rising high as he did so.
As he surged red's ribcage shot forth at him. The ribcage simply bounced off of the barrier however, and he continued on his merry way for the duration of the skill. Upon stopping, his feet would touch the ground and he would turn to face his captain.
((All skills from Muay Thai stage 5 learned))
For a moment, his eyes would close as he entered a meditative state. This was only a short moment however, before his gaze opened and he nodded, indicating he was ready. The demon decided that it wouldn't be particularly wise to do this without steel form active, even with his naturally iron hard skin this could end up not so good for him. "Whenever your ready, Little Red Riding Hood." He said to Red, with his body facing her, his guard open. He was in steel form and helping her train, so he wasn't really afraid of taking a direct skill or two. In fact, that was kinda the point. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 1:57 pm
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Clearly she was doing all kinds of crazy kung fu and by the end up it, she was zipping back up the black hoodie and mediating to close her seams. Rib cage was pretty simple but it also required her to heal or else, she was just...well exposed. It would be a weak point, and everyone hated those.
It was something in her, something further beyond the depths of Lust, that when she was fighting or even training like this..she just didn't play around. It was a survival of the fittest, a do or die ideal. The feral only nodded and dashed forward, her augmented leap allowing her to slam the snowy boots onto his shoulders and flip backwards to land in a crouch with a thud. It was a fairly simple technique.
Of course, Greed knew the routine, unless he suffered temporary memory loss. Highly unlikely. So when his arm swung for a connecting punch, she would intercept. Pallid fingers gripping his tightened flesh but she wouldn't go to snap the limb, instead she karate chopped his elbow in jest. Red didn't need to snap bones like this, her claws alone could just grab his arm and rip. Not that she would do it to him, unless he gave her a reason to.
Anyway, the red head moved on. Kicking and sweeping out his legs and while he was mid-air, her boot slammed into his chest. It was a good thing he was a big boy, or else that might have hurt. Just a little. She offered him a hand up to his feet and even dusted him off. "I hope that didn't hurt too much." A smirk tugging up her lips.
Then, to finish off the waltz, she'd rush him as he fired off one of his energy based attacks in her direction. It would splinter and break against the barrier walls. Though she would skid to a stop far past him, her boots struggling to find grip against an icy patch. Red remained standing though, walking back towards him.
"You need anymore?" Crimson spheres staring at his own. "Or have you had enough?"
[Learned: Stage 5 Muay Thai]
[Used: Steel form]
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 2:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 3:49 pm
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The woman seated herself on the stone steps that lead into the CAZ, hands firmly balled into fists and stuffed into her pockets. "Aye. That is when they are competent enough to understand the consequences of it. Handling it is a completely different matter..." The subtle gazes exchanged would defer upwards, watching his tail flick left then right against moonlight. "Do you have a tamer?...It is a permanent bond and not to be taken lightly. You will want someone strong, stronger than you even, Greed. Someone that you can depend on to handle the monster that you become, and trust. " She smiled slightly, thinking back to her own tamer but the smile would fade as she continued. "Just...be careful."
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 4:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 4:31 pm
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You can't deny it.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxHow long will you hold out?
Red again found herself in the devils unfaltering gaze, a whirlpool of bloody pools. "I do." Her voice was solemn, as she thought back to the mountain top. Some didn't remember their transformations, in fact, many never did or do, but she retained every second. It as like staring at the sun, far off and too bright to really look out to see the happenings but it was his voice. Even if it was stern, aggressive, distant and cold; it was comforting. It was the only one to bring her back from that bottomless depth, the only one that could.
"You should have someone you can talk to, someone that gives you back the s**t you put out."
Her smile returning as she stood up, hands rubbing her rump. The bitter cold numbing it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 4:59 pm
 Trainee Citizen After Red walked away from him the shock wore off and the heat of embarrassment rushed into his face. For a moment he thought about how big a mistake he'd made. But then she just told him to get off his a** and get back to training. Jace convinced himself that it was nothing to worry about and just got back to training, he soon forgot the small incident, after all if it warranted anything else he was sure Red would tell him, no use worrying about it now.
Jace opened up the gunslinger book and looked for the first D-ranked skill. it was gun toss, Jace didn't even have three guns at the moment but a nearby gunslinger was kind enough to lend him one of his for training purposes since they wouldn't need it for the day. First Jace go a feel for how quickly the gun would fall, and how high he would have to throw it.
(1/2)
Once Jace felt comfortable with his tossing he decided he would see how many rounds he could Squeeze off before the gun fell. It was about three each before he would have to do another toss but he had it down. It could be improved upon later. He returned the loaner gun.
(Gun Toss Learned)
The next skill was one that Jace Was excited about. He could still shoot when he was out of ammo with it. Jace wasn't sure how he would make this one work for him though. Then he thought about how he had learned the wind techniques and focused on shaping a bullet out of energy, along with the ability to activate at the hammer fall of the gun.
(1/2)
Jace unloaded a pistol and created the round, imagining it in the chamber, taking aim and firing, the resulting shot had about the normal recoil but it was completely silent which shocked him. But he had it down now, and why should it be any surprise? he learned energy manipulation with wind and he knew guns like the back of his head. He also took the time to reload his guns.
(Energy Bullet Learned)
Those were the only general skills left that he would be able to learn at his rank so he went back to what was specifically for his weapons first on the list was the snap shot. Jace went back to the dummies and arranged them in groups of three and started to work on the natural jump of the gun and timing it to hit the next target, he fired 9 rounds as practice and hit most of his targets only missing the second 2 of the 9.
(1/2)
Jace then used his final three rounds and successfully used he technique. It was a very quick way to hit multiple targets without having to adjust his aim as he went and he was confident he would be able to produce whatever result he would want. He slapped a new mag into his now empty gun, and read in the book for the last of the skills he would be able to learn.
(Snap Shot Learned)
Next up was the trick shot, simple enough he just practiced spinning the gun around his finger, feeling the differences of weight on his finger when the gun was at different points in its rotation. and picking out when would be the good time to catch it, he did it successfully a few times and then moved on to doing it without looking.
(1/2)
Jace practiced several times without looking at the gun even practicing walking around while he did it, and finally he got to the point where he never failed to catch the handle at the moment he meant to and would already be aiming at the target he wanted.
(Trick Shot Learned)
Now all Jace had left was his dagger skills. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 X Energy: 500 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 39 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 5:21 pm
Trainee Citizen This time around Jace didn't even consider taking a break, he was losing his patience for training. He knew it was important and all but damn, he had just about had enough, but the end was in sight and the sooner he finished up the sooner he could move on to bigger and better things.
The first skill that was essential to the Dagger was fast hands, basically just speed training for his hands, the key to speed he had heard from someone a long time ago was to be smooth, if you tried too hard t be fast you would make mistakes, slow is smooth, smooth is fast. So he started going through the motions as smoothly as possible gained just a touch of speed each time he repeated the motions. It wasn't long Before Jace felt comfortable enough with his skills and he moved on
(Fast Hands Learned)
Next up was fake out, a simple skill that didn't take much to learn Jace practiced on a dummy focusing mostly on making sure that he didn't develop too much of a pattern, or if he did that the actual strike violated that pattern completely. It didn't take much for Jace to learn to be unpredictable. and he finished quickly
(Fake Out Learned)
His next move was gut hook, this time he grabbed a training dagger with a blunt edge and asked for help from another nearby trainee, and the two got to learning the skill together. The other one going before Jace. Jace observed him closely watching all the angles of the other trainees legs and arms, also taking note of what he did wrong.
(1/2)
When Jaces turn came up it didn't take him too much practice to get it down, thanks to his observations of the other trainee he already knew most of the do's and don'ts but of course he had to adapt it to himself. He thanked the other trainee, the other trainee thanked him and they put back the training daggers and went about their business.
(Gut Hook Learned)
Jace allowed himself a sigh of relief, finally he was done with all that training, it had taken longer than he would have thought, but then again he now knew a lot more than he thought he would as well. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 X Energy: 500 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 51 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 8:28 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? As the red haired feral answered his question, Greed nodded simply. He figured she already did. He had a good idea at who it was too, then. But he wouldn't say anything in response to her answer. In fact, the only indication he gave that he was listening was a simple nod, his tail lowering as the spear like tip protruded slightly into the snowy blanket like carpet on the ground. At her next statement however, the Diabolus would reply. "Well it's just that I don't... play well with others. I was bred and trained to fight solo. But... I guess it would be worthwhile to find a tamer. It'd certainly be better to have one than to not when I enter my madness phase. Now I just need to find somebody who I can actually tolerate being around regularly. Jeez it's a good thing i'm ageless, cuz this is gonna take a while..." He said with a chuckle as his tail began absently drawing in the ground behind him, almost as if it was doing it of it's own free will as the berserker didn't even glance back at his tail once during the whole drawing process. By the time it was finished, there was a rather large pentagram drawn in the snow, with 'GREED' drawn in large and intricate old english letters. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 10:30 am
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"You will find the right person and don't get cocky and go into it without a tamer. You will die. I don't care how strong you think you are, you will." She warned him, her tone stern and commanding. "Let's go back inside, hopefully Jace is done now." The feral shoved her hands into her back pockets, walking in in a leisure stroll.
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 10:53 am
Greed
The Devil's Advocate • Rank: Adept
• bloodline: Diobolus
• Class: Berserker
• currently equipped: Bottom right picture
• feeling:
Feared
Exalted
Evil? Greed shrugged slightly, chuckling. "Hopefully i'll be like a dying star. All explosive and badass, before I take out everyone out with me!" He said enthousiastically, before she said they should go back inside. The Diabolus nodded, deciding that would be a good idea. He had grown accustomed to the cold by now, but it would still feel better to be inside the heated combat zone at least. He turned around, scuffing his ebony colored combat boot against the snow and obliterating the drawing his tail had made. He sighed, and watched his breath make a small misty like cloud before he went back inside to check on the progress of the gunslinger. "Hey kiddo, ya done training yet?" Greed asked as they walked back inside, his hands inside the pockets of his sweater. He knew the human's name, but Greed rarely ever called people by their real name. Besides Allistair... and that's because Allistair never responded to anything besides his real name... Not that the Diabolus didn't try from time to time to give him a nickname. The berserker would remove one hand from a pocket, igniting a small flame inside of it and warming his hand to a considerably hot temperature before letting the flame dissipate. He then ran his heated hand through his hair, melting all the snow and making it dissapear from the short jet black locks as he did this. He could have done the same to his clothes as well, but he didn't really find it worth the effort at the moment. It would melt gradually anyways. The Diabolus sighed, thoroughly bored with being at the fort for so long. It honestly hadn't even been that long yet, but it felt like an eternity to him. Patience was not Greed's virtue, that much was obvious. Theme song • Strength: 12
• Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9)
• Energy: 1000 "If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 12:08 pm
Trainee Citizen Jace hadn't been long finished with his training by the time Red and Greed re-entered the Caz. When Greed asked if he had finished his training Jace knew his break was basically over. He let his head fall back with a quiet but exasperated sigh, running his hands over his face, through his hair and bringing them to a stop on the back of his head interlocking his fingers, "Yeah," The word was drawn out and faded into a whisper, "Yeah, I just finished a couple minutes ago." He repeated himself with a bit more enthusiasm, as he lifted his head back into position hands clasped behind. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 X Energy: 500 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 51 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 12 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2013 1:18 pm
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With her shoulder leaning against the wall, Red looked and Jace and almost laughed. "If you are tired, you can go rest in the barracks but if not, I can give you a mission. Your choice." With arms crossed and her hip cocked, she remained at a distance as Greed passed by. The crimson spheres unfaltering behind their curtain of jet lashes. Hell, she was debating on going back to the estate and waking up Alistair, oh sure he'd be pissed but that was the best part.
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