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Leaning forward, palms pressing against the jagged rock, she rose and straightened out the slight wrinkle of her jeans. "Probably a smart idea." Her gaze deflected to that of the King, seconds fractioned and spanned into eons as his cyan flares conditioned to do the same. They were vicious whirlpools, cold calamities that noticed even with her entrance to this place. Then she realized that perhaps she was staring for too long and looked back at the dreadnought, her face remained the stark pallet of white and bruised pastels. It was for the best that her face couldn't flush with color, so instead she smiled, scarlet locks shifting out of place to frame the moon of her face. "Yeah, go to the Bloodbank. You can help out there." Red didn't say what exactly he would be doing, but there was always something to do. Nothing more was said, her crimson stare watching as he would leave...
Then they moved back to Alistair, noticing his glances at opportune moments. Lungs took in the cold, arctic air that burned like hot daggers in her throat, it wasn't demanded, after all Ferals do not breathe. Arms folded, hiding the defiance and Red would cross the courtyard, snow crunching under foot in protest. She drew near to her King, a smile still toying with her lips. "Do you need something?" Sure it was blunt, but he wouldn't try to get her attention if he didn't.
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 7:23 pm
 Novice Citizen The final elemental skill that Jace had to learn for the moment was air blast, the skill was supposed to be very similar to the air punch skill he had learned earlier but there were some key differences. Instead of a small burst it was supposed to be a constant stream and they would be able to reach greater distances. Jace thought it should be a simple adaptation of the skill.
(1/3)
Jace started off with the air punches and attempted to sustain the blast , to make it more dense and more effective. Jace soon found out this was a little bit easier said than done. It took him much more focus to control more energy and on a longer duration to pull off the effect.
(2/3)
Finally jace pulled off his first successful blast knocking over a dummy, however it took him a while to reproduce the effect. and even longer until he got to the point where he could get to the point where he could consistently produce the desired effects. But soon enough he was able to master the skill.
(Air Blast Learned) xxxSTATSX Strength: 6 X Speed: 10 (15 when dodging)X Energy: 750 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 24 (180 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 3 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:43 am
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"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㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of Nocturne Respect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
As he watched her approach him, he couldn't help but cross his arms and smirk as she quickly got to the point. Red was blunt, same as always. It was a good quality. He himself didn't like it when people beat around the bush. "I'm here for an evaluation. I need to see if you're a competent captain. It's a big job and I have to make sure that who ever fills it is doing an adequate job... then again, there aren't many people who, in my eyes, will never be competent." He'd let her think whatever she wanted to think. Red had already surpassed his expectations. Nocturne had a noticeable rise in recruits and they were all being trained quickly and efficiently.
"You've changed in many ways, you know. But even after making so many changes, there is one thing about that has never changed." He didn't have to tell her what. If she didn't know, then she obviously didn't know herself as well as she thought she did. "I'll never understand your admiration for my eyes. Your cheeks used to flush just when I glanced in your direction. I know that doesn't happen anymore since you're dead, but do you still feel the same emotions rush through your body?" Not even he was sure of his point anymore. But it didn't stop him from speaking.
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"The strong survive."
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 12:14 pm
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A cute smirk peeked, a warm receiver to his challenge. Of course she thought of herself as a good Captain, not because of the flow of trainees and progress but she took time with each one, getting to know them; their faults, their goals, even ensuring their survival. It wasn't just a civil duty anymore, she didn't want anyone to face the sacrifice she had. Red stared at him though, she took shelter from the storm as she gazed into his cool hues. They were shiny gems, and she was a greedy adventurer. Following his fleeting words that seep from tan vessels, ebbing and flowing from one to the other and then back again, coating her in their rich wisdom. Some how she kept up with them, no longer held back by by humanly trepidations. It made her smile more, all this question about her blushing, he was dancing around his argument clumsily and she did not hesitate to point that out.
"Are you asking if I still like you, Alistair?" It was a sheepish grin followed by her mimicking him, arms folding under her chest in a standoffish demeanor. However, in an instant, vermillion oculars removed their stare, curtained under jet lashes for a briefest of moments. He said love was a weakness, and she had found it to be death in disguise. Was he testing her now? The sin within her stirred, it knowing full well what she wanted and that which was before her, is it. Even when she first laid eyes on him, she wanted to know him.
"Yes," tumbled forth, confessing everything. Blood red crescents found the cyan pools again, waiting for the reprimanding.
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 1:07 pm
Novice Citizen Upon completing his training on his element Jace decide to move forward with his dagger training. Since he had just learned Air Weapon he decided to use it in order to become more accustomed to it, he planned on getting rid of his real dagger anyway. The first skill in the book he was to learn at this time was one called high ad low. It was a simple deflection of the attack up and then a low strike. He began by creating the dagger and practicing the up and down motions, gaining speed as he became more comfortable with the movement.
(1/3)
When Jace felt that he had gathered up enough muscle memory he asked a nearby trainee to help him out, the trainee was happy to oblige and started to throw downward swings toward Jaces shoulders. Jace deflected them up and stabbed just to the inside of the trainees right leg. Had it been a real scenario, Jace could have struck his carotid artery. Now Jace was ready to try it out in a spar.
(2/3)
He told the trainee to attack as he normally would and Jace imply dodged each strike waiting for an opportune moment to strike. When he saw it he pulled off the skill flawlessly. They continued and Jace began to be able to dflect more types of blows. Finally he thanked the Trainee and the two went back to their own traning.
(High and Low Learned) xxxSTATSX Strength: 6 X Speed: 10 (15 when dodging)X Energy: 750 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 24 (180 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 3 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 1:47 pm
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"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㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of NocturneRespect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
His muscles suddenly visibly tensed up as the woman saw right through him. He didn't ask that at all, but he should've known better than to think that Red wouldn't have seen through him. She had done it several times before. He merely stared into her crimson orbs as she had stared into his. His eyes were perhaps, no longer cold. Just staring into them, she'd feel a warmness inside of her. Luckily she had acted first by smirking, other wise he would have done something he regretted. For a split second, his emotions got the better of him when she asked her question. He found himself briefly blushing, something he had never done before.
When he realized what he was doing, he quickly corrected himself. His glare returned to it's natural state. Cold. "Tch... what are we doing? You yourself experienced death just because you liked someone. It made you weak. That's what it does. It makes people weak." That's what he used to believe. But since she remembered that Alistair had kissed her on the beach, nothing happened. She didn't get weaker or anything. She continued to grow strong.
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 2:31 pm
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His blush a singular reaction that instantly made her smirk bloom into a full blown smile, she quickly hid it behind her hand, covering the threatening laugh. Then he returned to the usual, everyday, Alistair. He was a master of the cold shoulder and hardened stares, while others thought he was an a*****e for them, it was a comfort to her. A welcoming one. He wasn't typical, instead he was harsh, critical, demanding...overtly bitter, but she couldn't shy away from his affection, even if it was strange.
He was right, and wrong. She thought to herself, maybe she hadn't fallen for the right person the first time. That it should have been Alistair all along, Red didn't say it though and she wouldn't let him read it in her eyes either. Coyly she looked off, gazing absentmindedly at Jace. "I don't know," audibly over a whisper. Cadaverous flesh grew warm, a soft breath filling lungs. "I could argue back, but I also agree. Perhaps this conversation isn't one we should have here." Crimson tresses rustled as her head turned back to face him, but the feral took a step back, giving them some distance to keep from doing something foolish. Not that she would regret it though. Jokingly she waved off what made him blush, "Forget it. I have a job to do...to show my competency." Again, she smirked.
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 5:16 pm
(lazy just-before-sleeping post)
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__________ Str/Spd: 4/8 (7/7 in carapace form)xxxEnergy: 1050/1050
__________ It must be in our minds...
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 6:30 pm
 Jack Ridgevale
Rank: Trainee
Energy:350/350
Strength/Speed: 6/5
Active Machines: RoacherAs Jack returned with his newly constructed bronze shield, he immediately walked over to his work area and set it down, sitting down and sorting the pieces of machinery scattered around him. Although Red was currently busy with some higher-ups from what he saw when he came in, he felt he could still create his new parts quite easily. However, he decided to set aside one particular section that he would use for his HUD, which he would leave that small honor to the one person he had learned to trust in the world of night he had become used to. With that in mind, he decided to get the hidden blades out of the way. He took a few materials and made a mechanical hand from them. He took a few blades and attached them at various points of the hand, making the hand move in ways that will reveal blades in the most optimal ways. He then started rewiring the hand slightly to make it move in more complex ways, adding and removing triggers where necessary. He soon found the proper balance for maximum performance with minimal effort, and deconstructed the entire prototype. Although he planned to replace his weak flesh with glorious metal, he knew he would need to take his evolution slowly to have a proper effect. (1/1) [Learned: Tool Tinkering: Hidden Blades]
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:49 am
Greed leaves the CAZ.
- exit
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 8:05 pm
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"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㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of NocturneRespect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
As Red stepped back, something of a half baked grin formed on the king's face. The expression, however,quickly faded as he remembered where he was. The two of them were not in his office, closed off from the rest of the city. They were out in the open, in the combat assessment zone. "I have an idea. Your participation is mandatory regardless if you think it's a good idea. It's been a while since I was last on a mission. I want to fix that. I've been meaning to send one of my personal guards out, the few ninjas that I personally trained. But this gives us a chance to test out our combat abilities. After all, I'm dying to test out Hell's Grasp in an actual battle. What do you say?"
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"The strong survive."
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 8:20 pm
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She had that look that spelled trouble, fiery crimson flares and a grin all framed by waves of tresses, vibrant and stubborn. He knew just what to say sometimes, that is without being inside of her head. Red nodded, excitement coursed hollow veins and she was almost radiating with it. "Well...you don't have to ask me twice." She turned though, looking back to Jack who was still training. "I will be back Jack...keep training and then we will go to the grenades." Her retort loud enough for him to hear from across the way. Then she looked back to her King, smiling. "Let's go." The feral stepped slightly past him, grabbing up a basic longsword and a holster for it, she strapped it on, diagonally splitting her chest with its leather strap. Again steady steps would follow behind Alistair, the footfalls thudding against planked wood.
-exit-
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 8:52 pm
Jack Ridgevale
Rank: Trainee
Energy:350/350
Strength/Speed: 6/5
Active Machines: RoacherAs he continued his research, Jack heard Red shout to him. He didn't really reply as much with words as with a simple nod, as he seemed engrossed in his endeavors to make an upgrade that would be a placeholder for his HUD, night vision. Although he had lived in Nocturne for years, he still hated when someone would try to take him by surprise. He had been victim of a fear of a dark due to this, though thankfully he was able to outgrow this rather quickly due to the others beings that lived in the dystopia. Night Vision would take away the advantage that the stealthier classes had in the dark, and would allow him to keep his head more level if he saw the King do his disappearing act again.[1/2] As he worked, he found that there were some flaws in night vision that might prove annoying in the future. Whenever it turned on, the add-on would cause the spare eyes it was placed in to glow even brighter, making them look like green flashlights. They also had the habit of overloading for a few seconds whenever they were exposed to bright lights. However, these flaws were manageable, and once he was finished, he added it on to his metal oculars. It wasn't a HUD, but it could be swapped out later, and it had its own uses.[2/2] [Learned: Add-on: Night Vision] (Now to figure out how to use spoilers on gaia.... I haven't been here for a year and will take about the same time to figure this out crying )
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