When Radek asked Jaces name he smiled a bit, no more than the tugging at the corners of his mouth, jace had given his name once already but the vampire must not have been paying much attention. "Jace Bader." The words had just left his mouth when red snatched him up and became her aggressive self, the one jace was growing accustomed to. As familiar as this turn of events were the was still a look of surprise and a healthy amount of intimidation at her strength. As she said her peice Jace new better than to interrupt the rant. The mission he had been assigned before was with greed and greed had gone ahead and completed it alone. But he would wait for the speech to be over.
When Reds attention turned to Radek, Jace was reminded once again of his humanity, he was comfortable with it this time however, and determined to rise above it. He offered no comments in return to Radeks but instead waited for Red to finish talking with Jack. Then he would approach her and state hits case. "That mission was done by Greed, I'm caught up on my training except for the wing chun skills."
xxxSTATS X Strength: 6 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging) X Energy: 1190 x WEAPONS Semi-Automatic X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 11(12 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 11 (12 max) Pump-Shotgun X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 8(8 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 8 (8 max)
xxAmmo 298 (300 max)
Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 10:07 pm
shut up hamlet
Jack Ridgevale Rank: Trainee Energy:350/350 Strength/Speed: 6/5 Active Machines: Roacher Hearing quite a familiar voice calling him, Jack got up from his bench and walked over to Red. Although the rather cold countenance prevented any of his emotions from showing on his face, as he had intended, he did feel a bit better around the undead beauty. "I finished up every skill I could find, with only one that I feel will be all too easy. Is there anything I may do for the Captain of Nocturne, ma'am?" His Roacher walked back to his owner's side, looking around to see if his master dropped anything for it to clean.
"I finished up every skill I could find, with only one that I feel will be all too easy. Is there anything I may do for the Captain of Nocturne, ma'am?"
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Red pointed a single finger at Radek, the digit erect through the air. "You wait right there."
Turning back, the feral addressed Jack. "Yes. I know you are behind, so now is the time to play catch up. I want all the dummies to be fixed. I have springs for their necks that need to be put in place." This would hopefully aid in better had to hand training since the dummy would snap back. "The box is over," crimson hair shifted, a nod in the direction of a large brown package. "There. Only do it to the wooden ones." Which were a row of ten. "Once you have them done, you are novice. If you have more training to do, then come back to me immediately and I can alleviate that problem." The spring mechanisms and tools were all there for him. He'd need to only drill the four holes in each counter part, attach the end plates to the bases and let the head bobble. "Anything else, I will be here."
The feral then moved her attention to Jace who waited patiently, truly it was a virtue. "Well aren't you lucky..you get to go do it alone then." Red smiled, the leather jacket groaning as fists were jammed into pockets and it pulled along her hips. "Head to the Hellgrind training grounds but first, stop by the armory to check out a gasmask. You will need it. I recommend keeping it on since you breath. From there, you will be given a map of the vault. Use it wisely and whatever you do, do not go into the pyramid." As she walked away from him, her voice carried, leaving each letter to fall flat against the floor. "Good luck, Jace." He'd either come back a man, or not at all. She looked over a single shoulder, offering him a smile and a nod.
Now, lashes narrowed, the vermillion colored crescents throwing daggers at the vampire. If looks could kill, he'd be dead on the floor in a bloody heap of squishy matter. "You. Greed answers to me; therefore, YOU answer to me." She stepped in further, a pendulum sway of hips that could hypnotize. It was time for Radek to learn an important lesson on mannerisms. Flesh turned from a bleached bruising to a creamy warmth, her beauty unrivaled in all the lands. Waves of red clamored to the gradual rise and fall of breasts, her lips pursed in a smile that Radek would find alluring. She wasn't seducing him per-say, but he'd find her attractive no matter the case. "Doyouseethesehands?" Lust, ah yes, Red looked alive, a gorgeous human being but it wasn't really Red. Palms faced Radek, fingers spanning out before collapsing as he watched them. "While the blood is no longer there, they are still stained...I have maimed. I have killed. I have brought ruin to kingdoms since before your time." Lust reassuringly grinned, the hooks were in and now it was time to pull on the threads to make him dance. Her hands started to extend outward, it was slow, methodical, and Radek would find that his arms and legs moved also, the muscle straining in pain. "This is what happens..." A flash of pink drew across ruby colored lips. "..When you don't mind your goddamn business!" Her jaw set, her look turning to one of annoyance and her arms continued to move further, his own reaching that point of tearing, yet, she stopped. The sheer pain would settle in, he was trapped, a puppet with taunt threads."Next time, I will rip out your tongue so that you may value the use of it. Do you understand?" The spell would lift, though, she still loomed there, a fiery temptress who looked down at him passively. Perhaps Greed has grown soft, it seemed like his students were too cocky. It would be remedied upon his return. "He is currently on a vaca, until then, be a good boy and do what you are told. You want to be a better fighter? You need more skills, a wide range of them. You can not depend on one set to save you. If you do, it will be your down fall and a quick one at that. Even if you don't use them, it is better to have them." Her words hung in the air, a honeyed nectar that seemed intoxicating to the senses. "You will train and after such, gather arms and head to the Crypts. You can take care of a few problems there."
The energy was snuffed out. Once again her skin returned to the deadened hues, her eyes while still bloody red, were darkened, the outer rims turning to shades of copper and plum, lips a stagnant shade of icy blue. Red returned to her natural state. "Now go."
Hypnotic Bondage Rank: B Description: This is a bit more surreal than the last. Lust will first trick you into looking at one of her hands pretending to preform an attack or anything. As soon as you take a glimpse you will feel like like you were beings stretched by your arms and legs. Lust can shake you around and pull harder by moving her hands. She has to make sure you still see her hands or else the skill wears off.
Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 10:21 am
Radek Nekerat The Vampire Weapons Expertl ╔══════════════╗
Radek seemed a bit confused at first when he was told to wait there, which he did so without wanting to invoke her wrath. It was then after she gave the two their orders and lessons, she came to him and he was put into a trance. He felt the change of pace REAL quickly as he noticed his arms and legs were moving with her hands. He was brought to the brink of a hold as he felt more pain from her beginning to stretch out his limbs, feeling his muscles stretch out badly. Soon, he could've thought they would've been taken off from her anger as he refused to let her know his sound of pain. He was practically biting his tongue to keep himself quiet as she stopped pulling his limbs. He heard her warning, a look of surprise in his eyes as he soon felt the spell lift off of his body, falling to his hands and knees. "Very well..." He responded, his limbs were in pain and caused him to be at a loss of words to have his body focus on regenerating the health in pain.
He began to breathe heavily after the pain was gone from his body before he heard her orders of what he will be doing. He nodded and soon got to his feet, heading into the training zone to grab a few weapons. He grabbed a set of practice steel Katanas, Kodachis, and a greatsword as he got ready to train at full power.
(Next post, after Jace, Jack, and Red, will be a large training post. XD)
Bag: Small Potion Energy: 550/550 Strength: 9 Speed: 7 Equipment: Iron Staff ╚══════════════╝ "...I will not be defeated." Lord of Dark Weaponry
Jace grinned, finally he was going on an adventure. Admittedly it would've come to him much sooner had he been more set upon his task, but the past was written in stone so he didn't dwell on it. He was excited to be doing the mission alone, if he was successful he would know that it was due to him and him alone, many a time in his life he doubted his own merit when working with a partner, it was so difficult to judge who was the greater asset in those times. Jaces grin was wiped from his face however at the mention of a gas mask, he sincerely hated the things, they made it difficult to breath and made his face sweat, but it was better than choking to death.
As Red wished him luck he smiled again, "Can't imagine having to rely on luck with my skills and the thick skin and resilience you've almost beaten into me." Then Jace watched as Red showed Radek very clearly his place, and a chill strong enough to spasm rolled down his back. Maybe she wasn't as tough on Jace as he'd thought. But then he remembered what he was and thought perhaps the reason nothing that drastic had happened to him was because he was weaker. But Jace didn't worry about it for long, his strength was his intelligence, and he knew better than to piss of Red.
As Jace was leaving he noticed Radek was near his exit route and he stopped near him. Jaces sympathetic nature had gotten the better of him and he was going to give Radek a little advice, though his voice remained stern, it wouldn't do to undermine Reds punishments. "Little rule of thumb for you to follow to save yourself a lot of pain. Only bother Red if Greeds not around, if he's not and you have nothing to do, tell her and she'll give you a task. If she tells you to do, or not to do something, she won't care to hear an explanation of why you were or weren't planning on doing it. Also, if theres the slightest possibility what your about to do or say could be rude, think twice and think hard." Jace's eyes stayed on Radek while he was moving about gathering weapons the look in his eyes solid and unwavering, if they could speak they would say that the advice could well be the difference between his life and death. Red didn't like Radek one bit, and was probably just looking for a reason.
Jace turned away and walked out of the doors of the CAZ before Radek would stop what he was doing and bring Red's wrath on the both of them.
-exit-
xxxSTATS X Strength: 6 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging) X Energy: 1190 x WEAPONS Semi-Automatic X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 11(12 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 11 (12 max) Pump-Shotgun X2 xxxRight Hand Mag: 8(8 max) xxxLeft Hand Mag: 8 (8 max)
xxAmmo 298 (300 max)
Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 11:04 pm
shut up hamlet
I'm guessing this is that auto-rank that I had gotten a month ago?
Jack Ridgevale Rank: Trainee Energy:350/350 Strength/Speed: 6/5 Active Machines: Roacher Jack listened to the orders and also watched her discipline one of the other soldiers, then gave a slight nod. "As you command, ma'am." He quickly picked up the box and walked briskly towards the boxes. In his past experience he had learned early that flattering leader figures could help him survive that much longer, and that insolence could easily get you killed in a city that threw morals out the window. He took a batch of the wooden dummies and started his work. It was easy enough for him to figure out how to get the springs into the training dummies due to creating similar trinkets for his own amusement, and he was done with them before his Roacher even had time to figure out whether it should consider the dummies trash. Returning to Red, he nodded slightly towards her. "I have completed the changes to the training dummies, ma'am. It should hopefully better simulate the effects of blunt strikes on a subject."
"I have completed the changes to the training dummies, ma'am. It should hopefully better simulate the effects of blunt strikes on a subject."
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Red looks at Radek warily. Hands on the slivers of exposed hips, her smoldering, halved eyes glaring out from under the long, jet lashes. The fountain of goodwill stands there, death is something she's intimately familiar with, even bored by. Radek would run along, scampering off to train like he was ordered to do. Crimson scopes followed the deviants trail and landed upon Jace before he ventured out.
She would say nothing, only turn and start to walk to the training area before Jack finished his task. Quickly too.
"Wonderful," quipped the scarlet-haired feral. "Do you need more training? Or are you ready for something that is...a bit of a challenge?" Red started to unsheathe both arms from the new leather jacket, laying it on the desk as it exposed barren shoulders and a white, cotton tank top. Her hands still gloved. "Tell me Jack, what type of a mechanist are you wanting to be? Are you going to build large mechas? A plethora of machines? Are you going to suit yourself up? What are your goals, what do you hope to achieve?" Limber arms stretched, one after the other as bones snapped and she grinned mischievously. "I do not question your intentions, I'm just inquiring on what direction you want to go."
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:24 pm
Radek Nekerat The Vampire Weapons Expertl ╔══════════════╗
Radek watched as a horde of enemies appeared before him to train his skills on as he set up his weapons. He had a Katana sheathe at each of his sides while placing the Kodachi above the right Katana with the second one on his shoulder. He set his iron staff to the side as he got his greatsword ready. "I'll show you how well I am in the form of combat!" He yelled as he charged into the combat with a rage ignited in his sights.
As he charged in, two of the enemies came at him as he enhanced the blade of the greatsword. He bent his knees as he got his greatsword at his side before behind him as he took another step forward. "Eat this!" He yelled as he soon pushed his legs up as he swung the blade upward while the energy from the blade swing gave it even more strength. He struck the first enemy with the blade, the dull end sending them up as he was sent upwards with the foe. (Sky Rip Learned.)
As he got the sky rip technique done with the swing of the blade as he spun once more, slowly descending. He swung the blade up once more, hitting the other enemy and launching him into the air while hitting his other foe once more. He landed on his feet afterwards as his foes fell to the ground with the fall killing them. He stabbed the greatsword into the ground as he got himself ready for the next assault. (Uplifting learned.)
He noticed a set of five enemies come towards him as he dashed towards one of the foes. He ducked as he dashed towards them, spinning in the process as he unsheathed the left hand weapon and stabbed the right leg of his foe. As he continued to spin, he quickly drew out the shoulder right hand blade and slashed at the right leg, the weapon having the ability to cut off the leg as he pulled the leg out. He kicked the leg out as he dashed back quickly, noticing another foe coming towards him. (Kodachi: Reaper Technique Learned.)
He got back to a standing position and got to his holding stance as he watched the foe getting closer to him. He swung a blade vertically downward to him as he had a glint in his own eyes as he swung his blades quickly. They all connected as he held the foe's sword in place as he glared at the man's eyes and soon kicked the man away. (Duality Learned.)
Radek stood back up straight before charging at a foe quickly, jumping up and onto his shoulders. The moment his feet connected, he got better leverage and jumped from the shoulders up and away as he dived his feet down in a kick to land on the ground, absorbing the impact as he bent his leg, leaning back as he felt the momentum of absorbtion. He transferred the pain to his kodachis as he was slowly leaning forward, slashing before him as he practically cut off the legs of the foe before him. (Falling Star Learned.)
He quickly got back to his sheathed stance before charging at one of his foes quickly, hand on the left hand blade. He quickly drew out the blade for an upper slash as he caught his foe off guard before he leaped up from the ground. As he leapt from the ground, he was bending his body backwards to perform a backflip kick straight to his foe's jaw and send them into the air before he landed with both kodachis drawn out. He soon sheathed them and dashed back, a hand on each of the opposite katanas. (Secret Possession Learned.)
He moved to the katana at his right side only as he held the saya of the blade while his left hand was ready to grasp the handle of the katana. He soon switched his hand positions as he grabbed the saya with his left hand, swinging it at one of the approaching foes and hitting just underneath the arm pit. The force of the blow practically cracked a rib as he brought it back near instantly, drawing the katana out with his right hand but only to basically throw the pommel of the katana out. It was point blank so it hit the sternum of his foe before returning back to the saya with a small movement of the sheathe. (Alas Learned.)
He was quick to jump towards a foe nearby, blindingly drawing the katana from the right side saya. He was holding it reversed style as he slashed his foe quickly while moving past him through the jump. He turned and slashed at his foe's back, still using the reverse grip before sheathing the katana quickly. (Sleeves Learned.)
He turned to a charging opponent as he entered battoujutsu stance, waiting for the man to get closer. Once he did, he grasped the handle and drew the sword out, a flash of energy came out, cutting his foe's face to catch him off guard as he was slashed upwards into the air. Before another breathe occurred, he turned the blade to be downwards before he slashed down harshly and quickly, sending his foe away in two halves as he calmly sheathed his blade. (Lighter Learned.)
As he was sheathing his blade, he could feel a disturbance with the flow of air as an enemy was approaching from behind. He took a step forward, turning in order to take a step back as the enemy had charged at him while Radek was stepping forward. He drew the blade out swiftly, cutting through his foe's waist as he stood there dumbfounded. Radek soon jumped towards his enemy, cutting him down the middle and into fourths with a downward slash as he landed before the man, a heartless look in his red eyes. (Blind Side Learned.)
He soon had two foes coming at him from the front and the back side as he shook his head. He took a step back, thrusting the butt of the saya into the gut of his foe, in a flash, drawing out the katana and cutting through the enemy before him. He spun in the process and slashed downward from the counter clockwise spin as he slayed both opponents, getting his saya and placing the katana back in it before back at his side. (Dual Trap Learned.)
Radek noticed a man com towards him in a stumble as his foe's own friend pushed the man towards Radek. He was quick to draw out the katana in a diagonal upwards slash from his view of right as he spun around. He slowly grabbed the handle with both hands as he angled the blade to cut at the waist and diagonally downward. He cut through his foe twice before stabbing into his foe in a flash through the chest before pulling it out along with his heart as he sent it flying into one of his enemy's faces before sheathing the blade. (Ashes Learned.)
He charged at the foe with a heart for a face now as he jumped over the man, entering somersault stance as he drew the katana out. He was slashing the man's skull into 6 pieces as he was turning while somersaulting. As he landed behind the foe, he released a final cut, splitting his opponent into two halves as if he was nothing but firewood. (Erase learned.)
He switched katana holds as he entered a very calm state, a foe charging at him recklessly before he felt the disturbance of the flow. The man was trying to attack Radek, and would soon regret it as there was a flash of light, Radek was standing before the man, slowly sheathing the katana. The moment the hilt hit the hole of saya, the man fell into two halves before onto the ground as this struck fear into the remaining enemies. "What's wrong? You thought I was that easy being a novice?!" He questioned in a tone of anger and a voice of hatred as he remained calm in appearance. (Battoujutsu Learned)
A man looked to Radek with fear, but soon turned it into anger as he charged in for a vertical cutting strike. Radek turn, spinning to get beside his foe as he failed to connect the strike before there was a flash of his own blade. He was in the process of sheathing the katana, once more, as it entered the saya fully, the man's face slowly slipped down before coming off completely. (Ryu-Kan-Sen Learned.)
Radek moved towards one of his cowering enemies, katana drawn out as it had a vibrance of his faint white energy coating it. "Time to break your legs!" He shouted before stopping a small distance away from his foe before he spun around, katana now held in the reverse grip. He soon turned to face his foes as he stabbed the katana into the ground, the ground underneath a plethera of opponents exploding underneath them and destroying their legs as if a mine was set off. (Do-Ryu-Sen Learned.)
The next moment, he watched as he was surrounded, all of the foes jumping at him as he grinned darkly. He drew the katana once and slashed before him, while it may appear as he was setting up for a technique, the moment they got near point-blank, something happened. There was a small barrier of cuts all around him, the man standing there was moving at blinding speed, cutting everywhere and anywhere all around him before the men became mulch, landing and drenching his body in blood. (Ryu-Sou-Sen Learned.)
He soon drew out his second katana, his aura seeping out as it had a feeling of dread and despair. He used his own skin to absorb the blood to keep him fed as he approached the last remaining enemies. They all tried to scatter, but one was unfortunate to turn his back and be near him as he was running. Radek had stabbed both the katanas into the man's back, lifting him up and then moving him down as he twisted the blades, forcing the man onto the ground harshly. (Dread Smash learned.)
He dashed towards another fleeing enemy, getting in their face before he used both of his swords to stab through their gut. He was quick to rise with them, the momentum sending them off of his blades as Radek did somewhat of a double jump before stabbing into his foe with a single blade. As they were falling, he switched with another blade before going back and forth with the stabs once more before they crashed into the ground. (Upper Impalement learned.)
He soon faded from sight, appearing before another foe as he stabbed into them with one of his swords. "You die here...." He stated before alternating between his sword stabs for a total of 8 stabs to kill the man. He stabbed the man one last time with both of his swords before kicking him away to end the attack. (Rapidity Learned.)
He looked to his last opponent as he got into a charging stance, the katanas looking like his own kind's fangs. He charged quickly at the man as the foe was stricken with fear, his eyes being afflicted by Radek's own hypnotic eyes. He soon got close and stabbed both of the blades into his foe, going tough the sides and destroying the kidneys as the man nearly died instantly. Radek soon thrusted the blades outward and cut the man sorta in half, getting through the spine as Radek stood up straight, finished with the kill. (Crosswave Learned)
Radek had finished his training as he put the practice weapons back before leaving the training room. "I've learned the max I can mistress... I shall go and get my equipment and leave for the crypt." He stated before departing for his armory.
(Exits)
Bag: Small Potion Energy: 550/550 Strength: 9 Speed: 7 Equipment: Iron Staff ╚══════════════╝ "...I will not be defeated." Lord of Dark Weaponry
Jack Ridgevale Rank: Novice Energy:550/550 Strength/Speed: 6/5 Active Machines: Roacher Jack seemed to think a moment upon hearing Red ask what kind of mechanist he wanted to be, and he gave what seemed to make the most sense to himself. "I plan to make machines that can fill in different roles in a squad so that I have something for every situation. It really doesn't matter whether they be big or small, as long as it helps them in their niches. As for me..." Jack took this moment to look from his superior's pale skin to his own. "I believe the human body is much too frail to get anything done properly without becoming one of the myriad races. Conversion into a machine seems to be the thing that will probably keep me sane."
He looked back up and gave the answer to the first question she had asked finally. "As for training, I think some of the new skills available may be of interest. If you aren't busy, could I have some pointers?"
"As for training, I think some of the new skills available may be of interest. If you aren't busy, could I have some pointers?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 6:07 pm
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Red began to wind up the cadence of scarlet locks into a large bun that sat on top of her head, splintering ends stuck out in radiating nimbus. "Jack...You won't know your worth until you take a hit. Just because you are human doesn't mean you are weak...it is the decisions you make. You have to be smart, play your cards right." The feral had started wrapping each hand in a muslin gauze, whirling the bands or cloth over and under, between each knuckle until they were finally covered. Tendrils fanned, cracking bone until the appendage felt mailable.
"Of course, that is what I'm here for." The feral was here for more than just giving pointers, the smoldering gaze held determination within encompassing infernos. Even under the layers, it was human resilience that kept the wraith alive, she'd break down every wall until she stood at the top of the rubble and Jack would have to eventually do the same. Everyone had to reach a threshold, to cross a line where there is no turning back, in order to find out who they really were.
"What is it you are needing knowledge on?" Spheres turned to him, unblinking in their reflectance.
Jack Ridgevale Rank: Novice Energy:550/550 Strength/Speed: 6/5 Active Machines: Roacher Nodding at what the ghostly figure said, he put his hand on the head of his Roacher, earning a very annoyed look when he started petting it. "The human mind is indeed brilliant. It is simply that some parts of the body need to be... reinforced. As for the training, learning how to construct different devices will help with my efforts to fight for this nation." At this point, he took his hand off the machine and watched the lights dance in this intriguingly humane specimen. "So, when do you want to get to business?"
"So, when do you want to get to business?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:16 pm
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Bloody pools stared, their pupils large, almost devouring the red flecks that encrusted such abysses. "I'm always ready. We are gonna kill two birds with one stone. You pull up a table by that dummy," An ivory digit pointing to the last in the row that he had just updated. "...And while I instruct you, I can also train." Red nodded, the plan seemed to benefit the both of them. She needed to do something, with all the electric energy that coursed hollowed veins, it needed to go somewhere. Better to unleash it on a dummy than someone's face, or worse what she was known for, ripping off limbs like they were nothing more than pieces to a Mr. Potatohead. Moving back to the bookshelf, she rummaged through the aligned titles and finally plucked one by its brittle spine. It looked newer in comparison to the other books, the print a sleek embossed silver and the canvas pitch black. The redheaded woman offered it to him, soon he'd surpass the point that she ...stopped at. "Anything you really need to know will always be in this book. Keep it. We can always get more. You can make notes in it for better ideas, or quicker instructions. It is yours. Do with it as you will." How he used the manual was entirely up to him now. "What tools you need will probably be at the armory, that is if you don't already have your own set." If he didn't this was his time to go get them; if the latter was proven true, then he was ready to get started after getting supplies. "I will be here for awhile, so go ahead and get started. Ask questions if you need to, I don't mind."
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 7:12 pm
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Training post... While Jack was busy doing his thing, she set to task training for herself. Scarred knuckles flexed, loosened, and relaxed. A noticeable heat surrounded her.
Red started out with some fancy foot work, the feral's body shifting to kick as leather groaned in protest to the sudden movement. Though it wouldn't last long, her body rocking slightly to find balance once again. Rubber soles of both boots sifted the grit beneath as she stood on her toes as her right hand jabbed forward twice. Even the knock back of the dummy's head couldn't keep up with the flash movement, though her left countered with the same strike. Knuckles slammed up against the wood, a combination of steelo flesh and bone. Then as if the jabs would never cease, a straight broke the cycle.
The break didn't last long, the jabs continued to the head, the spring bobbing it front to back. Red sent a jab to the chest, though this seemed to be a bit slower than the others and to counter the reprise, her left came up for the head again. Assaulting it viciously and without care.
She jumped back, shaking both hands. Shoulders rising and following with her bounces. After stretching some, she side-stepped and ducked, quickly diverting hardened curvature to the side then the other. Straightening back up, Red began to bob and weave, practicing against some imaginary enemy. Hips began to sway, the contours of the undead woman followed suit until she ducked down against some unknown attack. Swiftly her form rose, a uppercut tearing the silence a sunder. Wood screamed, splintering around the indent. The same tactic would be used, only this time after ducking her body pivoted, throwing out a hook to the dummy's torso. It wouldn't withstand, weaving to and fro from the base. Once again, she returned back to attacking the dummy's head and torso; between hooks, jabs, and straight punches, an onslaught of attacks beat at the practice target. Each one pushing it back further and further, inch by inch. Just as the dummy seemed to launch forward, she swayed, stepping up and ducking to its left side to dodge the almost fall of the wooden part. It was when her arm clothes lined the dummy did it finally bob back into place.
Red stepped back, her torso rising but no breath quaked the frame. Fingers ran through the bright-red locks to push back the rebellious strands. Head tilting side to side, lashes laying against cheeks as the bored stare shut itself off to the world. Energy began to flux and course, billowing from her like whisperings of an oracle. It almost made her skin tickle, almost. Yet, she would turn, only this about face came with a powered uppercut. A fist clenched, swarming with the black current that came from her very core in the form of a swirling vortex. Her fist slammed into the dummy, wood split and shrapnel splayed around the contact point. The hit sounded like thunder crashing within an impending storm, one drawing near with alarming speed. Red pulled her hand back, plucking the splinters out of her hand wraps since it would never get through the steel form. Each sliver fell to the floor silently and without care. [Learned Stage 1-4 of Boxing]
With a cool exhale, she readied herself for the fake foe, hand waving and then striking with a fist. Red faked out the death grip of what would be on an opponent, since one was no possible. A right foot would step back, pivoting her body as her fist pulled back and sailed through the air to strike the mirage being squarely in the jaw. Her hands would grip its shoulders, pulling him in close as the red head thrusted her head to smack directly into his. It wasn't just once but three times. It was enough of a stun to allow just a few seconds for a reaction, the final blow. Again her fist came back and in a blurred fury, it slammed into the illusionary nose. The whole thing shattered, bursting into tiny dust particles of nothingness before dispersing all together.
Red stood back, watching it disappear before sticking her hands her hips with a smile. Then her elbow sailed through the air, and would most likely smack dab in the center of someones face, causing a pretty, bloody mess. Another jab into what would be an opponents gut would actually send the being spiraling back in a painful thud, again though, this was all for practice. She moved to a beam, this time her forearms repeatedly striking it over and over, in a living being this would strengthen the muscles...not that she really needed that. Being dead truly had a plethora of benefits that most organics couldn't understand. After a considerable amount of time, Red crossed the threshold back to the dummy. Settling herself in a calm, balanced mannerism. Forearms and elbows repeatedly blacked against the dummy, the same as she had previously done to the beam. This would most likely block another hand to hand attack, if she played it smart and did it at the right moment. Hands came together above her head, clasping and straining slightly as she waited, tightening and augmenting muscle to slam the locked fists down onto the dummy's head. It would hammer the wood against the spring and that against the torso, making another loud thundering noise in protest.
Red stepped back and brought her leg up, thrusting it against the wooden blockade. It moved forward and then back at her, setting her up for success and another kick. It didn't last long though, the feral pivoting back before spinning a complete 360 and raising her leg up for a kick to the dummy's faceplate. Great ripples of made the thing quake, rattling even the heavy metal base that was bolted to the floor.
For her next skill, Red moved back, further and further until she was almost 15ft feet away. Legs swelled with power, fingers grew monstrous claws that probed with razor sharp nails; making strange talons. Her hands twitched, shaking slightly from the sudden rise of energy before she bolted forward and leaped into the air, pulling back a right claw and unleashing it straight for the dummy. A large hole formed, splitting the blasted thing. A left hand came down onto the main frame and with the force of both legs, she catapulted backwards before landing on her feet with a thud. The dummy had seen much better days but she wasn't done just yet. She lowered, palm pressing to the wooden floorboards, her body hunched down and compacted. Her bony spine shifting, it looked as if something crawled under the grey-ish deaden pallor. The feral rose slowly, hands forming the position, one on each knee and her legs spread slightly. She lightly mocked the sumo stance, raising one leg and then the other...she did this in practice and would rather not destroy the floors...again. [Raging Fist Stages 1-5 Learned]
Afterwards, she was too lazy to train for anything else...sooooo...lounging on a bench, knees drawn up as she sits in an Indian fashion. A single elbow planted on the table, chin in palm...she watched Jack work on whatever it was he was working on.
Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 7:42 pm
Greed
The Devil's Advocate
• Rank: Adept • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture • feeling:
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Greed flashed into existence beside Alex on the steps in front of the fort. The demon kissed his wife one last time before corded arms released her, and he walked into the Combat Assessment Zone. The demon was well rested and ready to do a little bit of training. He wasted no time in walking over to the training dummies, gripping a single newly reinforced head and pulling it back, before releasing and allowing it to spring forwards. He focused on the energy in his core, allowing it to leap forward and down his spine, continuing through his tail and reinforcing it. The tail then lashed out and forward at the nearest dummy, now coated in a razor sharp and invisible energy. The tail had no problem slicing it's way clean through the dummy before he allowed the energy to dissipate. He then pointed his finger at a nearby werewolf, who appeared to be practicing some hand to hand against another opponent. "You. Come here, I need a sparring partner." Greed said, commanding more than requesting. The blonde lycan nodded solemnly, before they both settled low in a crouched stance. For a short amount of time they simply circled each other, Greed's tail poised directly above his head like a dangerous scorpion. Then, it happened. The slight shift of feet, his opponent shifting his weight forward; All telltale signs of what was to come. His opponent shot forward, attempting to grab one of Greed's legs. The diabolus had seen the predictable lunge coming from a mile away, and reacted appropriately. He stepped deftly to the man's right, seemingly dissapearing as the idiot barreled forward. This was the technique called phantom step. Sleek onyx tail would shoot down and lock around the man's ankle, lifting him up and off the ground before slamming him back down. Once. Twice. This wasn't even a jiu jitsu technique, it was just something that the sadistic demon had randomly come up with. Eventually the tail let go and he would walk away from the lycan. He was done having his fun, and now would look around to see if there was anybody worth talking to present... if not, he would probably just leave and go to the bloodbank. After all, the demon could always go for a drink. ((learned: Bladed tail, jiu jitsu stage one, and phantom step))
Jack Ridgevale Rank: Novice Energy:550/550 Strength/Speed: 6/5 Active Machines: Roacher As the Captain had been training, Jack had started up on catching the one add-on he had missed earlier: the HUD. He took one of his scopes apart and linked some new wires into it. He then rewired it back in, removing night vision for this new system. Although it had no obvious effect to anyone else, he suddenly saw a relay of his energy, ammo, and other vitals. He was surprised just how easy it was to connect his brain to the HUD to feed it information.[1/1]
He cleared the table and brought in an arm he had used to prototype most of his add-ons, and fitted similar wiring into it. He looked through the newest book, courtesy of Red, and decided to replicate the human arm in a more metallic form. Weaving cords in and out of gyros for quite a good amount of time, he finally got the arm to resemble that of a human after a minute. After finishing, he wasted no time in testing if the arm could actually move properly like his current arm. When he was satisfied, he repeated the process for another arm and set them at the side, ready to be attached to his being once he was ready to "upgrade". [1/1]
As he swept the arms aside, he took a number of materials and started making legs. Employing a method similar to the arms, he laced levers and rods with wiring. He finished the legs, even faster this time, and tested his new parts. After adjusting a few settings to let them support weight, he put them next to the arms for future use. He now had the means of actually using most of the add-ons he had crafted.[1/1]
As he checked a number of questionably sharp objects, an engine and a number of other pieces of machinery, trying to figure out what to do with it, he noticed that Red had just sat at his desk. Seeing her crimson hair and the rubies that focused on his work made him know just what to do with these odds and ends. Removing the blade of his sword from the hilt and inserting it into the engine, he began his work on possibly his most extravagant creation. He rigged a chain around the blade and welded his razor's onto said chain, then added some more materials to make it more stable and inspected his work. What he had just created was basically a mix between an art project, a chainsaw, and a metalhead's dream come true. [1/1]
Getting up from the bench, he picked up his new limbs. "You wouldn't mind if I get some... changes done, would you?" Although he didn't really seem like he gave the feral much thought, it did seem that he was even more efficient when he was around her. It may have been just his emotions messing with him, but he felt that in some way or another, she had gone through the same rigors as he.
[Learned: Arm Tinkering, Leg Tinkering, HUD, Prop Shredder]
"You wouldn't mind if I get some... changes done, would you?"
