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 Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 9:58 pm
The grass was ripped out of the ground as a sandeled foot pivited to avoid the back splash of acid that hit the ground just in front of it. All he could hear from the hammering of his heart, the harsh withdraws of breath as he tried to keep on step ahead of the dragon ahead of him.
The black was cunning, fast and seemed to be able to read his movements it was getting harder and harder to out dodge the dragon, and thus Chath was force to develope new techniques to avoid being hit. Tucking in his body he did a side roll avoiding another onslaught of acid. His hand whipped out grabbing a first full of dirt pebbles and grass and then springing to his feet and running straight for Keir.
He had learned early on that even if he could dodge the attacks, a fight would only end if he fought back or the assailant ended up getting too tired to continue. And since his opponenet was a dragon...it didn't tire out so easily. Despite how dangerous it seemed for Chath to be fighting his own dragon, in a sense...it was the perfect match. With Chath's superior healing abilities any mistakes he made were never fatal and the black's thick hide stopped most of his attacks. Of course...Chath's fingers were usually rather bruised by the end of a session.
The dragon sensing the direct attack swiveled his head and spat a large gob of acid towards him, taking this moment Chath threw the dirt at Keir's face but found that his accuracy was poor and the mound of dirt fell short from its mark. The acid however came fast and directly towards his shoulder. The movement was so fast it was hard to tell what Chath had done, with the exception that a water barrier had sprung up where Chath had raised his hand. The acid diluted now fell to the ground with the rest of the water.
Chath was experimenting with his magic water ability. Finding it easier to summon water that was around rather than conjuring it out of thin air. But then again the pure element of water was more powerful than the simple water he summoned around him. But in this case it did the job. Using magic still was exhausting, he only used it when he was desperate.
To prevent casualties amounst the population of normal human beings, Chath had roped off the area he and Keir were using to battle. It was a good way to learn how to work in various spaces and thus they changed the size and shape daily. THe only rule was not to leave the area that was roped. And they stopped only if one was seriously injured or time ran out.
The practiced in bouts of half an hr, as Chath's stamina was still on the short end of the stick he still ran and did his excercises to build up his stamina. He could feel an improvement. Every day he found he could last longer in a battle without passing out. Dehydration was his true weakness and when they had first started he could only fight for ten minutes straight before having the world wobble and go black.
THere was only five minutes left on the timer and it was Keir's turn to make a move. . .
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 10:39 pm
Ter was of the mind that women were one of those things that weren't to be understood. He had question his father about it and he'd gotten nil when it came to answers which made him suspect it even further. It had been what? A week... or was it a week and a half now since he'd heard from Zyanya? The last time he'd seen her was in the magic class they'd had together. He'd been pleased to find that they had been given the same sort of magic, it meant that after they were taught how to use it they could practice together. Ends up though he may be wrong about that, ever since they'd had the class she had been avoiding him, she didn't call him and he couldn't get ahold of her. Given that they were constantly plotting the downfall of the world together not talking to her bummed him out a bit.
On top of that he was still mulling over what the teacher had said, the man had told him he was selfish and didn't care about anyone but himself. He wondered idly if that were true or not and he was only getting more and more confused the more he thought on it. Sure he thought his father was a bit of an idiot and his brother was a disapointment where siblings were concerned but it wasn't as if he hated them. He wouldn't have gotten into a fight with those idiots that had knocked the owl over otherwise right? He'd of slithered over the fallen owl and kept going on his way were he really that self centered.
He gave a sighing sound as he thought idly on the owl, Geia seemed to be acting strange even for him and somehow had managed to hurt himself though wouldn't tell anyone how. Just said it was an accident and nothing to worry about... strange...
Baroness was trailing along at the end of her boy's coils looking around as they walked. She was bored out of her mind and her boy was being a damn bore as well. He was still sulking and it was starting to get on her nerves, a part of her wanted to give him a good bite on the backside to bust him out of the current mood he was in. After all where was the fun when he did nothing at all?
She started to watch his coils with her golden eyes, actually looking for a good place to bite when a strange and familiar scent hit her nostrils. Her head jerked up and she gave a hissing sound, "Acid!" She spat the word out and then looked back and forth for the source of the scent. It was him wasn't it? That idiot who had dared to marr her perfect beauty! Her tail lashed in annoyance as she set off after the smell.
Confused when his dragoness suddenly took a ninty degree turn away from him and started to lope off Ter turned to hurry along after her wondering what in the hell she was up to now...
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 10:54 pm
Keir snorted in irritation but it was the good kind. Chath was doing much better in his speed and dodging that it was actually a challange to hit him now. Flaring out his wings he flapped them hard bringing up up a hard wind to possible knock the boy off balance.
Chath saw the rise in wings and his eyes widened, he rolled forward to try and dodge the possible wind attack remembering what a teacher told him...predict the attack before it happens... and moved well
out of the attacks range. unfortunately if moved him directly into Keir's reach.
If there was one thing Chath learned was Keir meant business. And when training it basically was a life or death situation. THe dragon didn't know the word mercy apparantly. Chath had come to accept it as apart of Keir's nature and thus struck upwards quickly with an upper cut. THe attack was swift but there wasn't enough force to do more than to stun the dragon for a moment and cause Chath's entire arm to go numb from the impact.
Bringing his arm in on instinct, close to his body while his whole mind raged with the pain it took all his effort to mobolize his body to dodge an attack that was hurtling towards him. Keir had recovered and his claws were coming down quickly.
BZZZT BZZZZT BZZZZT
The alarm was annoying, but Chath was ever thankful to hear it. Keir stopped his attack that would of raked into Chath exposed leg and withdrew standing over Chath smugly, as if knowing that the newt boy had been saved by the bell.
Chath merly collasped onto the grass, his arm was still tingling pins and needles and he was out of breath.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:04 pm
Baroness had paused, seeming to be quite in awe of what was going on before her eyes. Woah, the dragon was going to eat his partner! The idea had never come to her mind before because she'd always been fine with Ter, he'd given her a goal and a rival so she'd never once... well maybe from time to time but not of late, wanted to eat him. She blinked when the attack ceased in the middle as a weird noise filled the air, it sounded a bit like those crunchy, tasty insects what were called? Cicada?
She sat back on her hauches and looked over at Ter as if he would explain it to her, but the snake only gave a bit of a shrug, "Don't know." He said, some sort of training he would guess. A bit impressive too, to pit yourself against something bigger, stronger, and with many more sharp bits then you. He wondered if he was daring enough to try it with Baroness... maybe not she would tail spear him then eat him...
He reached over to grab hold of one of her spines and then looked down at her, "I can read your mind already and the answer is 'NO'. You got us in enough trouble last time you got in a tussle with that dragon." He said, giving her a narrow eyed look.
The wyvern seemed unimpressed with the glare, huffing at the idea that she wouldn't be able to attack. It was the perfect time with him having his attention elsewhere, a good open attack at the black's back... unfair!
Chath was his name right? Ligeia's... 'friend' if he remembered correctly. He wondered if he should talk to him. Could ask him about Z since the guy was her brother and then he could tell him about Geia as well... should he though? It would worry the orange kid and he didn't know if Geia wanted anyone else aside from those in their house to know... hmm...
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:11 pm
Keir's attention snapped quickly to Baroness as her scent came to him. It was a wonder that he didn't notice her presence sooner, but the growl that he emitted from deep in his chest was like a low rumble, like rolling thunder.
It caught Chath's attention immediately and he bolted upright and looked around. Keir only did that when there was a threat nearby..but...he only saw Ter and Baroness.....wait right.. It was Baroness who Keir was considering the threat. Putting a hand up to Keir as if signalling a defianant NO to the dragon Keir snarled and then sat down his tail lashing back and forth like an angry cat.
Chath's smile was a bit wilted as he hugged his pained arm and went to stand.
"Hey there Ter. What brings you over? training?" he asked wondering if Ter trained with Baroness as well.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:18 pm
Baroness bristled, teeth barred, and she gave a low hissing sound in response to the growl that she had gotten from the Black. It was her way of saying she didn't fear him in the least. Her long tail lifted up a bit, threating in its manner. She gave a sound when Ter gave her a nudge and another glare. At that she settled down a bit though her eyes were locked on the Black not trusting him any farther then she could throw him...
"Naw, no training today mostly just wandering aimlessly." He admitted.
With Geia in a down trodden mood that left Vorel in no mood to play so they'd been unable to do any serious training since it involved Baroness trying to rush and tackle the Frost dragon. He looked back and forth between Chath and Keir, "One hell of a way to train you have there." He complimented Chath in his own way.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:24 pm
Chath laughed and shook his arm as it finally went back to normal. "Well..it is the closest I will be getting to a real fight. There is a real lack of volunteers if you know what I mean." He said as he went to step over the rope he had put around the feild. He was sweting a lot, a sign of a true work out. His muscles were on their way of being well defined, and he wore no shirt only the hand wraps the shorts and sandles.
"You want some water? It is pretty warm out today." He said though in truth it wasn't all that warm it just felt like that to him. He went and grabbed a water bottle and tossed it to Ter and too one for himself and instead of drinking it poured it all over himself.
Keir sighed annoyed. Laying down he stayed inside the border of their arena as if there might be some real barrier there that would protect him. Not that he wanted or needed protecting he just didn't want the wyvern to think she was off the hook for the stolen bread from earlier. He would get revenge for that account one way or another.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:32 pm
"Really? You should just hang out with me and Z for a while we seem to find fights well enough." He said, laughing a bit. Then he realized that he doubted she would like hanging out with Chath as much as liked hanging out with Geia, it was boring to hang out with your sibling... He gave a shrug then caught the bottle out of the air, "Its actually quite nice out, then again Baroness and I are big fans of the heat." No doubt it came from what they were, creatures that would have been in much hotter places if they were where their kind normally came from.
None the less he took a sip of the water and offered some to Baroness. She didn't seem to be paying much attention though as her gaze didn't shirt for even a moment to the bottle. He shrugged then shifted his coils so he could lounge against them in a lazy manner, "Speaking of your sister how is she?"
He didn't know if Chath wanted to give him news on Z anymore then he wanted to pass along news on Geia... talking to him was strange. It was like being on very uneven ground with a stranger. What a pain, girls were so much easier to talk too...
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:39 pm
Chath paused as he went about to grab a towel, his hair dripped down his face and arms he then resumed his grabbing and started to dry off his hair.
"Zyanya? Uh...guess she is well enough..." he started and then seemed to frown a bit. "Though she had been rather hostile lately...you can't tell but she gave me a good couple knocks in the ribs and shoulders..." He continued in a softer tone, he had just assumed it was...Zyanya and what she tended to do. But with Ter now asking how she was....didn't they like talk everyday?
"I heal pertty fast.." he continued in a softer tone before looking to Ter. "Don't you speak to her everyday though? I mean...I have noticed she has been rather..more moody than normal.." he trailed off remembering the glares the door slamming her sulking around the house. It was a wonder why he didn't pick up on it sooner.
Keir flared his wings slightly as if repositioning them to be more comfertable though in truth he was only trying to make himself look more intimidating. He raised his head straight to look more noble and refined as if he had nothing better in the world to do but have a staring contest with the wyvern.
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 12:26 am
"Moody, huh?" Maybe it was a girl thing then? After all he couldn't think of anything else that it could be at this point, "Normally we do but lately she hasn't been speaking to me." The end of the snakeboy's tail flicked back and forth in a very annoyed sort of way. He loved girl, truely he did but there were days when he found them to be a huge source of annoyance at the same time.
"Since shes beating on you maybe its not just me, maybe its some sort of girly moodswings or something." It was a strangely hopeful thought... though it could just be she was taking it out on Chath whatever she was mad about.
Baroness's eys went a little wider then narrowed some, was that a challenge? Ha! She wouldn't blink until her eyes fell before she gave in and blinked she thought to herself, huffing a bit as her tail set to swinging back and forth in large, sweeping motions. He thought he was so tough? See how tough he was when he was forced to blink first!
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 8:06 am
Chath gave Te a look of surprise. So Zyanya wasn't talking to Ter? She took every opportunity to talk to him or be with him...That was odd.
"I dunno, I am not expert on the female mind, but I would say she is pretty ticked off about something. When was the last time you saw or talked to her? How did she act towards you then?" Chath asked and he finished towel drying himself off he opened the cooler that contained some snacks and took out a chunk of meat that was suppose to be Keir's snack. Using the cheese knife he awkwardly cut it two peices and then handed one to Ter.
"Baroness might behungry, maybe if our dragons are eating they won't be so eager to mutulate each other." He said with a bit of humor in his tone. He straightened and went over to hand Keir his now halved peice of snack. The black looked most unimpressed.
"Look I have been meaning to apologize to you about Keir getting you into trouble. He is a bit to handle at times...and has a mind of his own.." As well a temper that is easy to get riled up.
He turned back to Ter and walked back over stepping over the rope lightly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 9:33 am
Ter's eyes closed as he thought on it, "She seemed fine, we were in a magic class together... we got assigned the same type, then that idiot of a teacher fell over, hopefully not dead." He wanted his grade after all to remain without having to take the course over, what a pain that would be. He thought on it and thought on it but gave a shrug, "All I can think of is..."
Ter's eyes popped open then narrowed a bit, "Oh... I get it." He hissed, now it all clicked into place and made sense. He reached over to take the offered snack before turning back to his wyvern and held it out to her.
It was almost amusing watching her as she tried to take the bit of food out of his hand without looking away from Keir. She sort of made chomping motions at the air trying to get the food. Ter waited until the right moment to toss it into her mouth and she set to chewing.
"I highly doubt it was all him I... erm..." He gave a bit of a laugh, "She's been raised to find rivals in others and want to best others, my fault for siccing her on Vorel all the time." He just wanted her to be strong.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 10:06 am
Keir took the peice of meat roughly from Chath, teeth nearly snapping onto his fingers if it wasn't for the fact Chath had predicted that reaction and had managed to get his hand out of the way before becoming a snack himself. He wiped his hand onto his shorts to rid himself of the meat juice before looking up at Ter.
Get it? He wondered if Ter had figured out what was wrong with Z.
"All I know is she went to class and came back very very moody." He offered that tid bit of information before looking at Baroness and sighing.
"Well I havn't raised Keir to be competitive...I think it is just in his nature..and I am not sure if competitive is the right word to describe..his actions." he trailed off, bloodthirsty was the more appropriate word but he couldn't bring himself to admit it outloud.
"Hey how is Legeia doing? I havn't seen him in a while. I just assuemd he must be busy. . ." Chath asked feeling a bit embaressed, he should just bring himself to phone him. But he couldn't...he was just too nervous to call.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 10:17 am
Ter gave a nod, he was sure that Baroness had a bit of the bred into her competetive nature since she took so easily to the training, "I have a rivalry with Ligeia and it was only natural that she take up one against Vorel, best training is against a bigger opponent." He laid his hand on Baroness neck, smiling a bit showing his fangs.
His smile faultered at the question, "Ligeia is..." He made a motion with his hand, "He was a bit down last I saw him." He seemed to be thinking on how much he should tell the other boy, he seemed to like his brother well enough so did that mean he should spread news without knowing exactly what all was going on?
"I don't... know. Well exactly, went to bed and he was fine, next morning he wasn't. Hurt his hands somehow." He said after much debate, Chath should know given he was supposed to be Ligeia's... male companion boyfriend... thing...
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 10:26 am
Chath's expression changed to worried instantly.
"What did he do? Is he ok? How did he hurt himself?" he demanded in a very worried tone, his mind racing wondering if Geia had hurt himself because Chath had told him to pratice working without his gloves. Did he hurt himself because of that? He looked over to Keir wishing his dragon was better at flying...and then back to Ter.
Of course all his questions were a bit much to ask of the snake, since it was apparant that Ter didn't know how Geia hurt himself exactly but he couldn't help but want to know. He cared for Geia and if something happened to him without him knowing he somehow felt like he failed being a boyfriend.
He took several steps towards Ter and placed his hands on his scaely shoulders.
"Please..tell me everything you know." He asked his tone serious a hint of pleading in it.
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