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He followed after her, going into the girls house is an new experience and maybe can be usefull some day. He looked around one last time too see if he have missed something, he spoted his 20 shurkiens laying on the floor, he quickly picks them up and follows Fiery.

Miki entered the Training Area, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes- once a bright golden colour, but now darkening into a brown- he spread his arms through the air as if grabbing for something. "Ahh, this place smells of blood: so many memories of battles." He said, enjoying the sensation. The roots of his hair were also changing, from a light-brown to a shiny black. Something was wrong with Miki, and only those who could read minds would be able to tell what was happening to him. Opening his eyes he cast his gaze around the room, taking in the surroundings slowly. There were only a few people here.

Dave enters the training room once again. Again he walks up to the ranged weapons training area, and again he looks over his choices. However, this time he decides not to work with throwing knives after his previous embarassment. He walks over to a row of pistols and picks each of them up in turn, firing a few shots from each at a target. Finally he decides just to stick with his own. He unholsters them, and begins shooting at some moving targets. He does quite well, he doesn't need the practice, yet he still does it anyways, just for the sake of getting better, however little.

Dave decides he rather likes swordplay, and thinks that maby he should try out a bunch of new weapons, to see which ones he likes, and which ones he doesn't. He ponders this for a moment, then heads over to the ranged weapon area. This will be a good place to start. He picks up a throwing star and tosses it. It was thrown too late, so it goes across the room and buries itself in a wooden pillar. Deciding that he rather liked throwing stars, but needs a little practice, he moves on to blow darts. He tries blowing one, and it just falls out the other end. His first attempt failed, he tries twice more. The first one makes it halfway to the target. On the second one he blew as hard as he could. It made it, but just barely. Giving up on new weapons altogethor, he puts everything back in it's place (struggling to get the throwing star out of the pillar), and exits the room.

Seth made his way into the Training Hall, his eyes searching the room for anyone he could possibly challenge to a friendly spar. The place was completely empty. He let out a long sigh and sat himself down at a bench on the far right side of the Training Hall, his eye then catching a sign, hung on a door, that read "Weapons Storage". He got himself back up and made his way toward the door, wondering why he had never really noticed this door before. Probably because the only reason he ever really came in here was to spar, he never even considered that there might be a weapons storage in this huge place.

He turned the knob and slowly walked in, not sure of what exactly he was to find at the other side. He was amazed at what he saw before him. All types of weapons, ranging from the smallest of handguns to the largest of Great Swords, all hung quite neatly on their proper places on the wall. He made his way to a large sword which laid against a wall, as if it had been taken out and left there after being used. It seemed to be quite new. As a matter of fact, there was not a single scratch on it. The sword had beautiful, golden designs on it's hilt, and what appeared to be small chinese letters across the blade. He placed one hand on the hilt, and then another. As he lifted the sword up, he could feel his muscles actually begin to flex. That was usually more trouble than he asked for when picking up a sword. He tried a couple of practice swings through the air, slashing the sword horizontally, then vertically, then crouching himself down and jumping quite high up into the air, bringing the sword along with him at his side. The sword was heavy, and restricted him from jumping at his normal height as well. He sighed and placed the sword back against the wall. He would much rather just stick to his trusty katana.

He then turned his attention to the large number of various handguns, all hung neatly against one side of the wall. He let his eyes search them for a while, then finaly landed upon one that sparked a certain amount of interest in him. It was a regular sized hangun, the barrel of the handgun a bit wider than normal, which he saw as a definite plus. "Bigger bullets equals more pain" he said to himself with a slight grin, placing his fingers over the silver lining on the top of the hand gun and pulling back, cocking the gun as he wrapped his fingers more firmly around the black handle, a golden emblem which appeared to be an "X" lieing just above the end of the handle. The gun shone a brilliant silver, even in the dimly-lit room where he was in at the moment. He then picked up the exact replica of the same gun on the wall, holding a gun in each hand as he looked down at them, examining every aspect of they're fine design. "Not too shabby.." he said to himself just before placing them down on a counter and walking towards a pile of mounted boxes of ammo on the other side of the room. He searched through the organized pile, creating quite a mess as he through the boxes that didn't interest him to the side. He finally found a box with the clip and bullet size matching the handgun's he had examined. He opened the box and brought out 2 clips, throwing the box aside. He walked back to his guns and placed the clips in, cocking each gun one at a time before picking them both up once again and firing a few practice shots against a column just behind him. The few bullets he fired ripped through the thick wooden column, and a grin spread across his face. He picked up a double gun holster on the wall and wrapped it around his waist, then inserted each handgun into it's proper side on the holster "I guess they won't mind if I borrow these for a while" he said as he opened the door, exiting the weapon storage room.

Susie walked into the training hall. She took out her pair of black gloves with the very unique material that it was made out of. She slipped them on slowly and stretched out her fingers that were still exposed. Her long purple hair flowed behind her as she walked and her three black fox tails wagged slightly while dragging on the floor slightly. She didnt really notice anyone else there, though there were people, but her mind was clouded with thoughts.

Hmm.. I need to train. Just in case... Just in case...

She thought to herself as she walked near the middle of the training hall. There were dummies set out infront of her as she sat down, indian style on the hard floor. Her blue eyes closed shut and she took in a deep breath, resting her hands on her knees lightly. She figured she needed some more training with her mind and using her powers, so she decided to test herself to see if she could accomplish more.

Without having her eyes open or using her hands, her mind concentrated on a picture of a flame in her head. The mental picture had an image of the flame going over the dummy and engulfing it in flames. And, as soon as she thought this, the dummy did infact burst into flames. In a matter of moments the dummy was now a pile of ashes on the floor infront of her.

Susie smirked a little as she heard Seth's voice. No matter what was in her head, she could always identify his unique voice that ringed harmoniously in her black fox ears. "Hey, Seth..." She said without opening her eyes. She took in another deep breath and let it go, speaking again. "Just give me a moment.. I want to try something..." She stopped for a moment and then spoke again, a smile on her face. "You might want to move from the dummies though..."

She took in another deep breath and her eyes closed tighter and her ears flipped slightly backwards. Susie slowly put both of her hands up in the air, palms facing directly towards eachother and connected at the base of her hand. Her fingers were pointed horizontally on both sides.

Lets try something new for once....

Susie spoke in her head and started to concentrate fully on her magic. In her head she wasnt exactly sure which element she was going to use, but she finally decided. She was going to work more on mixing, but with a little twist. In her mind she concentrated on ice. It was one of her weakest elements. But, she had to work on it. The sort of bowl like form in her hands started to have a light blue orb that glowed, much like the look of her eyes. She started to twist her hands slightly in different but graceful motions. The ice started to form in her hand at first just a small piece of frost. But it grew larger in a matter of moments as it started to form a large and thick, sharp icicle. The movement of her hands made it turn and gain speed as it stayed there, immobile. But, suddenly it darted forward as her hands stopped moving and it went straight into the heart of a dummy.

But, right after she set it through the dummy, a dart of fire came out of her hands. As her fingers moved it made the flame go up and over the dummy, making it look like it missed. But, it really just went behind the dummy and shot it from behind, making it blow up in flames again, leaving the ashes and a small pile of water where it used to stand. Susie slowly opened up her eyes and smiled to herself. "Hmm..."

Haraku appeared from the ground about fourty feet from where Seth was. She lifted her arm into the air and a large spike of rock did the same. She threw her arm down in Seths direction, making the spike fly at him. Kiyoshi saw this through the glass skylight and jumped down threw it gently glideing to Haraku's side. "Stop this madness!" Her said in Haraku's ear. Haraku sighed and flicked her wrist making the spike sink into the ground just before it hit Seth. "What! Are you sideing with them and not your own flesh and blood?" Haraku looked at Kiyoshi with disgust and turned her head away. Kiyoshi looked at Susie and then back at Haraku and then back again. He sighed as a tear slid down his cheek. He walked over and stood behind his sister.