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 Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 11:09 am
As it was not Vercellius that was controling the air but Ithaqua who was bound to his will the heavy moisture in the air condenced into a freezing hail of sleet.
Vercellius was ready for the attack, his eyes watching his opponent move. The constant whisper of the shoggoth pulled at his mind and told him of things to be. Shifting his weight he moved to keep his right flank facing Snow.
With a mental command Ithaqua performed a most confusing of motions. The twin orbs of crimson rushed Snow straight for the face. Trails of mist flowed behind them as they spun in an erratic pattern and before impacting they averted their paths and swung back around to hang over Vercellius' shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 11:18 am
Ithaqua...what now?
Who are these people with such ridiculously high strength or magic?
Snow had no clue, and preferred not to find out. The haze is clearing from his eyes, but from a series of unfortunate events, this turns out to be to his advantage as the moisture was icing up the surroundings. Saving the trouble of using ice spells, Snow raised his left hand and had it faced Vercellius, as the condensed water in the air suddenly revolved around Snow's left arm, followed by an orb that illuminated brightly in contrast as if readying to be shot.
It was then that Ithaqua went haywire, careening towards Snow with blissful glee. Most likely that the orbs themselves weren't dangerous, but the mist that were flowing behind it, Snow quickened his pace in a hurry so that he revolved around Vercellius, more orbs starting to form around Snow, located near the left arm.
And, while most likely unknown to Vercellius, as Snow was strafing around the opponent to his right, he was drawing a thin circle around the ground, with Vercellius being the center point.
As soon as the circle is finished....
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 11:26 am
Before the circle could be closed Vercellius did the unexpected. His left foot swung around as he shifted his weight as expertly as a dancer. The foot landed at an odd angle and Vercellius was gone from the circle Snow was drawing.
Vercellius had stepped through an angle of space and time and when he came out he was moving in a gracefull leap out of the angle between Snow and the ground.
Spinning in the air his left foot came about to clip Snow with just the tip. Landing with one hand he sprung himself up into a flip and twisting in mid air landed in a crouched position, facing Snow.
"Do you really think I've showed all my tricks?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 11:34 am
"Well..."
Snow smiled, though cursing at Vercellius inside his mind.
"No. I wouldn't think so...but I like to. In a sense..."
He finished the circle, regardless of Vercellius being inside it as he then stabbed the blade to the ground in a defiant pose, located right at the circumference of the circle.
"Besides--"
The wind fell deathly silent around Snow.
"Do you think that I might not be able to injure you at all? Comrade?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 11:41 am
"I think that any injury you inflict upon me would be pointless and do you more harm then it does me. But then who can say except for when steel meets flesh and the flesh is rend from the bones."
Showing off his cape for a moment, "These feathers I took from one I slain. Even kept her head for a while but then Ithaqua went and did something with it. A shame, I always wanted a talking head."
Dropping into his earlier stance he pressed off his with left foot into a sprint and moved in on Snow. Ithaqua filling the air with an inhuman howel as the wind whistled amongst the two.
As Vercellius moved his form seemed to quiver and shake, tortured into an every increasing oddity of posses. The holo shroud was distorting his features, making him seem where he wasn't, thinner and larger all at once in a maddening display of colours and shapes.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 11:55 am
Why would Snow do something so awkward as to finish an incomplete circle, when the enemy wasn't even within it? Certainly it is an act of madness, destined for those that won't even think about the consequences.
Unless...
He yanked the blade away from the circle. Cold hue of aura filtered around the useless circle as it glowed with writings branching everywhere upon the ground. And in a flash, the circle came to life, its shrill and soothing sound was even a match to Ithaqua's inhumane howel.
Snow smiled, closing his eyes for just a second--
Before the paramater around the circle exploded with frightening force like a set bomb, blasting chunks of rock and debris into the air from the resulting blast. A crater was left where it was once drawn, but Snow--
Snow used the blast as a catalyst to blast himself away from Vercellius for the moment, the orbs quickening its pace around his body as it hummed and glowed with a melancholy tone. It hurts like heck, but because Snow himself was the caster of the hidden spell, it was an effective screening and counterattack to Vercellius technological strength. The orbs were rotating at chaotic patterns around Snow, primed and set, but to him, what matters most was the dust that is now covering the arena...
Oh, and Ithaqua too. Better not forget Ithaqua, that b*****d...
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:01 pm
Stopping in his tracks Vercellius has moved through an angle as the blast detonated and came out after it receeded, even if he was not the target of it he wasn't going to take a careless chance.
Standing in a cloud of dust he softly licked his lips and tasted the air. With a wave of his left hand a channel in the dust opened up and cut a clear path between Snow and Vercellius.
Repeating a move from earlier the tunnel began to collaspe as the air condenced. Producing a spark, flames moved towards Snow in the hopes that the heat would melt what ever he was using to shroud himself.
This dance at range was getting dull to him, he needed a quick fight at close range. A true dance and test of skills.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:12 pm
With this amount of dust in the air, it would be almost well to impossible for Vercellius to actually get an accurate reading as to where Snow really is. Snow needed the dust to camoflauge his next assault, and even if Vercellius is adapt to locate the target through long range, Snow is on the move, and the orbs were humming in random locations, placed especially to distract and misinform Vercellius that Snow might be there, or there...or perhaps, there too...
A sudden energy slash erupted out of nowhere, some distance away as it careened towards Vercellius's left side. Another one followed suit, this one behind Vercellius's back instead. More and more erupted within the cloud of dust and debris as the orbs -- again, which Snow had placed during the whole confusion -- fired the distraction in random concurrences to where Vercellius is. Or, where Vercellius should be.
Because Vercellius had given away his own location from the flame burst, as well as cutting only a channel through the cloud of debris, Snow is able to dive into the cloud of dust and keep himself in the dark as he first distracts Vercellius with the dangerous energy slash, while he himself would go in for the kill, his left hand unsheathing something else this time, near the belt--
Needles.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:21 pm
Just comming out of his room,Temn rushed out.Topless and wearing black baggy pants.His Glasses tipping to the tip of his nose every now and then As he pushed it back up with his forefinger on his right hand.He had Padded gloves,going from his elbow to hand,Yet not covering his fingers.On the gloves were Small golden wristbands with long chains extracting from them.He was just finished brushing his teeth as he bounded down the reception hall and into the colliseum quickly.
He went into the spectator's bleachers and frantically looked around for a way into the arena.He looked left and right,Up and down.While looking down he spotted the engraved sword in the center of the arena.Seeing this he quickly tossed his tooth brush aside as He lunged off the bleachers,Flailing down into the arena,Right in the center of it.He then stood up,Getting into a defensive stance,His right arm slightly extended in mid air,lining up with his chest,while the left arm Was just behind Temn's back.He smiled " Entering the rapid fire shinobi!!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:28 pm
Casually, a slim figure made her way into the Arena. A long, black velvet cloak was wrapped around her, held together at the shoulders by a simple silver broach. The cloak extended to her shins, and a large hood was attached to the back. Her features were fair, and her hair was as black as could be. Her face was pale, very pale, as if she were a ghoul.
Her eyes were a blazing golden colour, an odd colour for eyes. Around the pupils there were sky blue specks, as she had partial heterochromia.
The blue specks made her eyes appear as if they were blazing even more.
The woman simply walked into the middle of the Arena, searching the area for her opponent. She spotted a man just standing there, defensive stance already set. She smiled slightly, and walked over to him.
"Would you like to set any special rules for this?" Her voice was a soft melody, enchanting yet disturbing. She simply stood there, her hands relaxed at her sides, waiting for a reply.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:36 pm
"None at all.....Now stand ground or fall beneath meh!!!"He yelped childishly.He then shifted his feet apart.As his body shifted to the floor,His extended hand Touching the ground steadily with his palm,His left arm still on his back as He looked at her curiously "Ladies first"He told her,Indicating for her to proceed.As he said this the hand on his back was creating small hand seals,Oxen,dog then rat.He coughed slightly as blood from his mouth splattered out slowly,The oozey blood slowly dripping down the side of his mouth as he waited.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:47 pm
She merely smirked at his immature words. Her eyes were like stone, revealing nothing of her emotions.
She casually reached up, unfastening the broach that held the cloak together around her shoulders. The cloak fell to the ground, dust coating the side that hit the ground.
Her clothes where nothing special..She simply wore a black, leather sleeveless shirt. The collar was like a turtleneck, and the shirt extended a bit past her waist.
Her pants were a simple cotton-like material, and they were very baggy. Many pockets ran up and down the legs, for use of storing small projectiles and such things. A silver belt went around her slim waist, holding her baggy pants tightly to her body.
Her boots were black leather, done very much like military style boots. They went all the way up to her shins, and they had rubber on the bottoms so she would have rather good traction on most surfaces.
Lastly, a large sword was sheathed at her side. Her sword was an Odachi, about 5 feet in length. (Meh..>_> I don't feel like describing the entire sword)
She simply rested her left hand upon the hilt of the sword, staring her opponent in the eye.
"My turn? Er..Fine.." She sighed.
Without any warning at all, she unsheathed the sword in a single rapid motion. She did it with such ease and with such agility, that a mere human eye would not be able to see the unsheathing of this odd sword.
She simply started walking towards her opponent, gripping her Odachi loosely in her right hand. Her steps were casual, appearing as though she wasn't even in battle at all. Her pace continued to pick up as she neared closer to him. As she got about within 4 feet near him, she suddenly jumped back abrubtly, swinging her sword horizontally towards him in a slice from his right wrist that was on the ground, to his left side.
((EDITED))
((Sorry it's taking me so long to reply..D: I am sorta distracted, I'll try to pay more attention now that my distraction is no more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 12:59 pm
"BOOM" he yelled as He seemed to explode from his current position,Landing A couple of feet back from the women.He smiled at her as the blood continued to drip from his mouth.He had avoided her slice attack using the hand seal and the blood he had previously spat out from his mouth.Using the hand seal,Temn was allowed to concentrate none seeable alchemic properties and applying it to the chemicals in his blood,Reconstructing the molecules to become a explosive substance known as Nitrocellulose.Then reforming the The dripping blood from his mouth into nitric acid,Igniting the process and blowing him backwards.
He licke dthe blood from his lips as they continued to drip heavily on the ground.The amount of blood lost growing steadily.He twisted His right foot into a sixty degrre angle as he spun off Towards his opponent,Then making a one hand seal behind his back as his right arm acted as propelsion,Pushing him forward even faster,Then Spinning out his right twisted foot.His left foot grinding heavily against the floor as the friction was intense enough to create sparks.The twisted foot extended and attempted to hit the woman in the thigh bone.Paralyzing it slightly as he would then Slide to her left and retract his right leg and switch with his left repeating the pprocess as his Hand on his back continued making hand seals and the blood dripped on the floor.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 1:04 pm
Vahn Kyonuske There was a soft rap, before the door was actually opened; and before you knew it, in stepped the lean frame of the persian-esque man. Yellowed eyes stared out even as he draped the plastic bags over his shoulders. "Sorry if I made you wait. I figured we could both use something to eat." Within one of several guest rooms in the gathering place for all these fighters, Vahn found himself back in Sierra's room.
She'd sensed him before his hand had touched the doorknob, but she hadn't said anything. She remained with her eyes closed as he entered... not trusting them not to betray her thoughts. She didn't know where they stood anymore... and the uncertainty of their bond scared her.
Eyes closed, she speaks softly once the door shuts behind him.
"I didn't think you'd be back..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 1:13 pm
As he neared her using the hand sign to propel him forward, she focused her eyes on nothing. She simply looked past him, using her peripheral vision to see every single move he made.
When she saw his foot start to extend towards her, she reacted immedietaly, her reflexes being very good, she pulled her Odachi forward in front of her, and stabbed it into the ground, right in the way of where his foot was aiming. So his foot would merely hit the blunt side of the sword, and she would be damage free.
Now, his sliding to the left would be a problem, as she couldn't very well pull the sword out of the ground fast enough to block the other attack. She had to think quickly..No..There was no time to think.
She simply let go of the sword, leaving it sticking in the ground. As he retracted his right leg, she moved in as the leg did. She simply moved to his right side, and balled her right hand into a fist. She merely planted a simple punch to his right cheek, nothing special, just a punch.
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